Remember the finch-smuggling story from last month, and how it was apparently tied to gambling?
Clearly, someone’s trying to start some sort of contest centered around the suckiest leech. Or something. Can’t you just imagine the suspense of staring at a wallfull of leeches, rooting for your favorite to hang on for the longest?
And if it’s not gambling, then it’s fetish porn, because of course it is.
