Isaiah Coleridge is the guy with “Bad Motherfucker” stitched across the front of his wallet; the man who drinks your milkshake; the lunatic who transports a corpse down an elevator with “NOW I HAVE A MACHINE GUN — HO-HO-HO” Sharpied across its chest. He’s the tough-guy protagonist with a closet of skeletons. Once he worked […]
