Updated: Jun 8
It’s a little after midnight. The cemetery is illuminated only by the bilious glow of a pale full moon. If you listen carefully you might be able to hear a dull scraping sound. The damp earth in front of one of the tombstones begins to shift slightly. Eventually, there’s a low moan and a gnarled blue hand shoots out of the topsoil like sped up footage of a plant in a nature documentary. It stretches its scrawny fingers up to the heavens as a flash of lightning engulfs the graveyard in blinding whiteness for a second. It clenches its fist in triumph as the thunder rolls and the rain begins, washing away the filth on the headstone and revealing the legend:
‘Here lies GYCC.
Executed for non-compliance & asking questions.
May it rot in hell’.
But we didn’t rot in hell (much to the annoyance of a lot of people). In fact, much like Jesus, Jon Snow and Joe Biden’s political career, we have risen from the dead.
That’s right people, GYCC are back, and we’re all the stronger and wiser for the hardships we have endured over our months of enforced hiatus. So, put your pens to paper or your fingers to keyboard and prepare to submit to us. Mwahahaha!