Honestly, this story was just a cheap joke, and I am still amazed anyone bought it for publication, but if Pulphouse was willing to pay me for it, I was willing to take the money. They even put my name on the cover!
Other than that, there isn't much to say about it. The inspiration is obvious -- the title. There are no anecdotes about how I came to write it. It's exactly what it appears.
At least it's short.
(I also included it in my collection, Hazmat & Other Toxic Stories.)
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