Well I broke into his house and he doesn't look much like a killer. Theres just lots of pirate memorablia every where.
This fukers got my fucking colecovision. My dad said he sold it for scrap when he bought me that TI-83 calculator.
Holy fuck, he's home. The time has come for me to rip put his still beating heart and claim his soul for my falling mother. I'm gonna hide in this hamper.
