Strapped down like a long unclean gown on a washboard;
head bent backwards with a hollow ball to gag the mouth.
The restrained will flop around like a live fish about to be filleted,
as the first several gallons are poured directly over the chin.
This is how and where the interrogation begins….
With 20 gallons of water or less…
2008 ©TS
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