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Mike Bianco
Artist
When you're born and bred on the mean streets of Chicago's South Side, there's always some knucklehead that wants to challenge you. I handed out my first beatdown when I was nine years old and ever since then I've been chin checking any cats that wants to step up and act like pussies. Word.
But forget all that, I'm a lover not a fighter. I much rather prefer the soft caress of a young woman's fingertips through my shaggy man-beard, to some drunken brawler's bare knuckles any day. So if I ain't staying up until the ass crack of dawn, pencilling and inking The Furtive 4, or out touring the country with the rest of the Muleitary pimpin' hoes, then I'm out with your Moms, doing the freak nasty in the back of my silver '87 Chevy Impala. Whoop whoop!
Illustration by Bill Halliar
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