
Hack was still sucking up to the 99-seat theater crowd when he wrote this thriller about a vigilante who dresses up as a cat and fights for their movement. This was during a period when Hack’s reefer addiction was at its most intense.
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Hack was still sucking up to the 99-seat theater crowd when he wrote this thriller about a vigilante who dresses up as a cat and fights for their movement. This was during a period when Hack’s reefer addiction was at its most intense.

Hack discovered that Actor’s Equity Association, the union of professional stage actors, had it out to destroy small theater in Los Angeles from the performers at the tiny theater across the street from the Shakey’s where he worked. He pretended to care in the hopes of getting some poon tang from the actresses among them but when he found out that his biggest celebrity crush, “Titanic” and “Unforgiven” star Frances Fisher supported the small theaters, his passion became genuine. He wrote several books on the subject in the hopes of impressing Ms. Fisher but as was the case with his quest for poon tang, he was a miserable failure.

There was a small theater across the street from the Shakey’s where Hack works as a janitor and he wrote this to try and impress an actress there who he had a crush on. Rather than having the desired effect, her boyfriend dropped in on the van Hack that lives in in the parking lot of the pizzeria and tied his face into a knot.