Friday, 19 August 2011

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Once I burnt a man alive.

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eight 9 ten

Then I let him go again.




Why did you let him go.

Because I bit his finger so.

Which finger, did you bite?

This little finger on my right...


Happy 19th, my love.

Not your birthday, but 19 kills, your age is 19, 19 gifts for you and Master, and best of all. It's the 19th today. 

The Big Bad Wolf
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5 comments:

  1. Elaine19 August 2011 at 19:09

    Fuck.
    Wolf.
    Just
    Go fuck yourself with a railroad spike and leave them alone.

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  2. The Big Bad Wolf19 August 2011 at 19:22

    No.
    I'd.
    Rather
    Go cuddle up with Lucas and find my twentieth.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Spencer19 August 2011 at 20:55

    oh fuck, just, fuck
    FUCK CAN WE NOT DO ANYTHING AT ALL?!?
    Joel, Joel, Joel COME ON DAMMIT
    ....
    ...
    we can't do this without you

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  4. Elaine19 August 2011 at 21:57

    ... No. Joel. Dammit boy, you can get through this. Fight for us. Please.

    ReplyDelete
  5. The Big Bad Wolf20 August 2011 at 07:16

    Spency Spency Spency... I thought you were stronger than this.

    And Elaine. Joel can't talk to you right now, can I take a message?

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