If a whole town could shit itself en masse, that's what the inhabitants of Coalthwaite were doing.
There was a murderer on the loose and Franny McSween was on the case, although realistically the case was on him, and it was a damn heavy cross to bear.
"Christ, Franny, I've never seen so much blood from a single body before," said Jack 'Doris' Day.
"The killer really went to town on this poor cow," said Franny. "What's the MO on this one?" said Jack.
"The same as the previous murders - battered to death with a box of Frosty Flakes."