( Body Science is playing, paramedics carrying a dead body) "As soon as he subjected himself to the black widow's deadly toxin, like the hourglass imprinted on it's underbelly, Mark's time began running out, with death the only outcome". The snakes, bugs and lizards were kept alive by feeding on their master's lifeless flesh. In a stroke of irony, Mark ensured the survival of his pets while engineering his own death. It would be two weeks before his rotting stench brought the French police to his door. With Mark in hell, we now get the answer to the question, "What In God's Name Was He Thinking!?" In his delirium, he released his gruesome menagerie of pets. Sending this dumb, animal selling black marketer to hell. Mark foolishly chose to ride out his condition. His body was now in a free fall of failing health. Within an hour of being bit, Mark began experiencing all the symptoms associated with a black widow bite, starting with severe stomach pains. Mark thought he could do the same thing, so one fateful day, he lowered his arm into Elvira's home and took her best shot. Snake handlers are often bit so many times, they built up an immunity. Mark so loved his black widow spider he gave it a name Elvira, and he longed to get closer to his tiny femme fatale. These creatures were his constant companions, several were deadly and not to be taken lightly.īut it was his fascination for the smallest of his friends that led to his ultimate demise. Mark made a meager living dealing snakes, lizards and insects on a shady black market for exotic pets.
Vogal was a classic recluse, preferring the creepy and the crawly over his fellow man. This death should be filed under "What In God's Name Was He Thinking?". As paramedics carry his decomposed body out of his suburban Paris home, it's important not to feel pity for his lost soul.
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