Years before Gianni "Meatball" Raghu became a private-detective, he was summoned by Mayor He-Devil Schitz. The mayor's request? Kill every crime boss in the city, or die trying.
Meatball, not giving a fuck about much of anything, took the job.
Ride along with Meatball and his short, blonde side-kick as they gun for Demonic Mandala, Black $odomite!, the Dehumanoids, and a whole cock-wad of weirdos, psychotics, deviants.
It's a real freak show, everyone, a real horror show, and a strip show, and a whole bunch of other shit you're just gonna love.
Not to mention the epic poem, "Shitting, a prophecy."