I 'm hoping I did a bit better job than my last endeavour. I think my penning is `` bad '' at the starting time but gets better as it goes on. Let me cue you this is on a headphone so machine correct is king and when I read it again to look for mistakes for some reason I ca n't see any. Do n't have a proof reader to assist me out with this problem. It will probably be awhile till I write the adjacent part of I ever do so if you like it please be affected role and I 'm trying to up the timber of my writing but I 'll be the first to admit it 's not very `` secure '' for most people. always welcome helpful comments and please enjoy.





Ever since I shattered that guys collar bone I 've been trying to get that same rush over and over again with no results. Ive tried skydiving, bungee jump, rock climbing and a half twelve other things that are suppose to give way you a rush but they all seem to devolve short-change. It finally got to the full point to where it was affecting my job.

'' St. John come in. John can you hear me ? DAMNIT Gospel According to John PICK UP YOUR nooky RADIO AND TELL ME HOW MUCH TIME WE HAVE LEFT ! ! ! ! ''

Oh fuck, radio set radio radio there it is. `` From the look of things it 's game over Tom. '' SHIT SHIT asshole SHIT ! ! ! GET YOUR HEAD ON straight FOR FUCK sake YOU CANT recede IT AT WORK ! ! ! !

'' ok john you have never been this horseshit at reffing since you started doing this job so what the sin is the deal man ? ''

'' I dont know what it is because its not like im stressed or anything it just seems like my promontory in a different stead and i cant concentrate for some intellect. ``

'' Well get it together cause I dont want one of my topper refs going off the mystifying end on me all right. ``

'' ill take care of it and get my head in the game by side by side workweek one way or another. ``

Just a elementary nod was his reply and thats all that was needed. I soon found out when you know what you need and cant get it your job becomes really unmanageable. So by the time we had to clean up and get out of there i was starting to become a little unglued at that point. The gamy point was that it took us so long by the clip i got home it would be getting dark and sentence for a nice long walk.

It didnt bechance the first few nights but finally I got `` favorable '' and once again heard the satisfying sound of a cry for help. I got there so warm it kinda surprised me a great mass. Luckily they didnt hear me so i was able-bodied to asses the post properly.

What I saw was ( to my heart ) was one of the ten wonders of the world, a Miracle, the messiah or God himself telling me the meaning of life-time. I was finally getting what I craved and longed for. Pure, justified violence. She gets saved, I get my fix and my living will hopefully get back to normal.

I quick glance told me all I needed to know. It was you average dead end alleyway. Garbage, drugs and everything in the middle `` nicely '' put on both face. But thank the heavens there were two of them. The scruffy hoodie wearing `` mobster '' dumbass type. The young lady would consume been cuter if she was n't terrified or had mud in random places. Not like it really mattered because what did matter is one had a gun the other a knife.

'' This is going be so very much fun ! '' That one sentence was what truly told me that I was becoming rationally unhinged. I was n't going to go on a random murder spree like others probably would though because that 's just pudding head. `` I 'll figure it out tomorrow. ``

What I failed to pull in until it was to late that I was already walking to them. When I finally realized it that heavenly thrill came back in full force. One whole step turned into two. Three turned into four. Four into a jog ! Five into a run ! And what happened next was the most beautiful ken I 've seen to escort. Blade in hand I did n't simply slice the man with the guns throat. I put weight into the hit and dug in as far I could, watching as his lineage sprayed out of his body bathed in the moonlight.

I wished the other mans death would be just as beautiful as the first. But unluckily, I wanted to rip my blade from the Guy throat so I could see what it would look like and see if it was just as gorgeous as the first spray of his blood. The man with the knife was just going to have to have an eye destroyed and his skull caved in. Maybe not as beautiful, but it got the job done.

'' Ha. Haha. Hahahahaha ! '' I could n't stop it if I wanted to. I just kept laughing as I walked to the world-class guy and ripped my brand from his pharynx. This was n't the kind of joke an insane individual would do. No this jape conveyed thoroughgoing joy. And it kept going money box I got our of the bowling alley. Thankfully I did n't crash like the first gear time. More like I walked dwelling house with a spring in my step.

'' Fun fun for everyone blood sprayed out with the man with the gun ! Fun fun ca n't you see a skull caved in done with brute glee. '' Singing passed the time till I got nursing home and went to bed, refreshed and feeling like I could take on on the world.

Naturally once I woke up and turned on the news was talking about it like I just shot the president. `` Oh well, as long as I 'm not caught I do n't really give a shit. Besides they totally deserved to die. But I should probably opine of some rules when I go do that. No residue for the wicked it seems. ''