OH GOD. Kill it. Kill it with fire.
Kill it with a monsoon of bullets.
Kill it with a debilitating stroke.
Kill it with a block of wood protruding with nails.
Kill it with frickin' sharks with frickin' laserbeams attached to their frickin' heads.
For the love of pickled cucumbers, fucking kill it.
Please.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
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Posted by Mademoiselle Kelly at 12:57 AM
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