Always on the Run
When the murder squad you've lead for years is wiped out by jealous fascist theocrats, and you're forced to survive in a nuclear desert…
Jubei Santiago, the luckiest person to survive a flaming purge in a southwestern dystopian wasteland, rants about survival, pain, revenge, justice and murder death squads named after mythical, predatory jungle cats that are the size of a lifeguard's chair. Those tall chairs in Baywatch.
As you're typing out your TPS reports, consider that many people report this song makes them 51% less bleak about the drudgery in their lives and 60% less likely to sneak in that "desk whiskey" below those unused red folders in the bottom-left drawer. Buy it for vaguely increased happiness.