Wednesday, June 15, 2011

-KNOCK KNOCK.  
-Who's there?
-A GUN.  BANG.
I guess bulltes work after all, huh?  Yeah.  I didn't think it was possible to garner as much hatred as you've managed to in the past three days but you did it, kid.

I'm going to keep this nice and brief.  When I arrived at this dump, I noticed the lights were on and there were no cars in the driveway.  I marched up to the front door and knocked on it twice with the butt of my .357 Magnum.  A boy, probably twelve, answered the door.  I raised my firearm and shot him three times in the gut.

After that, I visited each room of the quaint little home until I found a family portrait.  Took it back to the front room and painted a bloody smile on the thing.  There was only one kid in the photograph.  One bedroom set up for a child.  No doubt in my mind that I shot the right kid.  He left the blog open on his computer. 

Let this serve as a warning to all of you simpletons claiming that you serve some infinitely powerful "master" just because some cool kids were doing it.  You're the only people that find this shit funny or cool or whatever the hell sort of amusement or appreciation that you kids have for it.  If I had my way, I'd personally gut each and every one of you.  There is nothing I hate more than a charlatan claiming to be something better than he really is.  Quit it.

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IT IS COMINGS FOR YOU ALL AND TYOU CWNNOT HOPE TO SWIM THORUGH IT

NOT EVEn YOR PRECOIUS BULLTES WILL SAVE YOU FROM THE FL0oD

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

AN0THER FDAY ANOTHER DO11AR

I AM WAShING MY HANDS WITH THE BLOOSDF OF TRHE INN0CENT.
THE MASTER DEMANS CUREL TREATMENT OF HIS ENEMIES

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