Mick was in his house, in his backyard drinking stale beer. I got close and threw a punch and he was out. I took him to the warehouse and set him down on the floor. After about an hour he woke up, he was so surprised to see me, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry mmm mmm" he said. "Should have thought about it before doing my girlfriend". I went out so that he could have his life flash before his life and so that I could get some air before killing him. After I went in and threw him leg first into a wood chipper. His screams were so good and I was happy, I felt free.
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HOW TO KILL WITH LOVE
RandomI would first like to thank anonymouswriter2516 and pheonixeyes for their formidable role in this book and my addiction for reading and writing. You should check out their pages. And I might not update everyday
