Jake Rattlesmitt is the manager of the Fanged Fatales group... or so the public thinks. Isn't it great that this respected middle-aged man (snake-man) manages to keep these two wild young carnivores' blasphemous careers under control? Well, that's a half-truth. Jake WAS a great manger when Eurydice & Mittens were starting out, trying to make a dime. Booking them international gangs, threatening to bite the publicists full o' venom when they suggested to 'turn down the gay'. That is, until their trip to Japan. Nobody knows what really happened. Was it that cobra woman who seduced him for his keys? A sudden-middle aged crisis that there's more to life than swallowing bird eggs? Who knows. Regardless, the FF stay loyal to their former boss and give him what rehab they can, even if that means coming home to their mansion messy with snakeskin and pits of snake babies. Is there hope for poor old Jake? Perhaps... and not just a lockup in the drunk tank...

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