All we're allowed to tell you about Meat Gizmo is that he's an anagram, and a half-mad brawler-poet who shoots a fine game of pool and spins a fancy yarn. On top of that he's an ace salesman who knows how to close a deal if you know what I mean, and not even I know what I mean. But he really does exist. We didn't make him up or anything.
The following features bear Meat's insidious imprint: