[Cop sirens]
Bailey: Ay, Shapiro? Wait’ll get a load of this mess? Sweetly ralphed when he saw it. Heh.
Shapiro: Hatchetfield’s finest, huh? Fucking hell. What do we got?
Cop #3: Janitor found the body this morning. Victim’s been identified as John Lipschitz, age 18.
Shapiro: I leave Chicago cuz of the blood and guts and what do you know? They got ‘em here too.
Cop #3: Coroner put the time of death around 8 PM Friday night.
Shapiro: Where’s the fuckin’ coffee?
Cop #3: Multiple lacerations of the head and chest
Bailey: Hah, he twisted his nipples off.
Cop #3: Then finished the job by drowning him in the toilet.
Bailey: John here got purple-nurpled and swirlied to death!
Shapiro: Face down in the fuckin’ John, what a way to go.
Cop #3: That’s not all. The killer left a little love note for us, penned in the victim’s blood.
Shapiro: Nerdy Prudes Must Die?
Bailey: First the Jagerman boy, now this. Hey? You think they’re connected?
Shapiro: I don’t know, Bailey. Do Nighthawks shit in the woods?
Bailey: They shit on my car sometimes. Ay, Shapiro! What do you want me to do here?! We’re small-town cops! We’re a little out of our depth! Jesus. How the hell did this happen?
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Hamilton x Nerdy Prudes Must Die
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