Until Tomorrow

Two dead women in an alley. The killer! Earned nineteen slugs to the chest and neck, dying theatrical, around 10pm. Paltry return, burned, by swan songs from Sam,¬†poor thing, disintegrating in the ladies room, suffering the torment of men in short penises, one of four selfish bitches leeching my patience dry. Just another egg, hatching … Continue reading

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