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This morning, this man like came to my house and he was all like "Hello?" so I shot him in the face with my paintball gun and then he left. Around lunch when I was trying to watch TV he came back. So this time I decided to drop a cherry bomb on him from the 2nd story window on my house. You should have seen how fast that man ran. What a chicken. Two hours later he came back so I told him he can never come back again and if he did I would like hurt him really badly and make him feel very sad. But he didnt go away so I went outside and clubbed him with a baseball bat and he fell on the floor and didn't move. I am a murderer! Im going to get caught by the police and they will use Police Brutality on me or something like they did to the old lady down the street who used to much water for her flowers and was hogging it all to herself and the police fixed that greedy grandma. I wonder what happened to her. I hope she died.
Tomorrow-- I buried the man in my next door neighbor's yard and put a flamingo where the hole was so nobody would get suspicious. But when they went outside this morning they saw the flamingo in the yard and they were like "What the hell?!" and I was like "Sure are alot of flamingos around." "Must be flamingo season." Then they were really quiet and then they went back inside. It was cool. |