there was this

The Descent of Chester (by Ironclad) [can't find the link].

A little LSD bunny called it the holy grail. I'm having trouble stretching the theory to 'good looking' pedophiles or even 'old fart' pedophiles.

And, of course, the conclusion that none of that applies anymore so we are a dying breed is depressing. It's still a sad life after all.

I wonder tho, did Ironclad, whatever ghost that might be, intend something more enlightening? something optimistic?