I am going to kill you for robbing me last Wednesday. I know you aren't aware of me knowing what you did. I bought the gun today. I ll kill you and pistol whip your brains out then shoot you way after your dead and eat your brains. I am not mentally ill you are I just have cool plans.

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I don't give a fuck who you are or where you live,
you can count on me to be there just to bring your life to a hellish end. I'll put you in so much fucking pain that it'll make Jesus being nailed to the cross in the desert look like a fucking back massage on a tropical island. I don't give a fuck how tough you are, how well you fight, or how many fucking guns you own to protect yourself. I'll fucking show up at your house when you aren't at home. I'll turn on all the lights in your house, leave all the water running, open your fridge door and not close it, and turn your gas stove burners on and let them waste gas. You're gonna start stressing the fuck out, your blood pressure will triple, and you'll have a fucking heart attack. You'll go to the hospital for heart operation, and the last thing you'll see when being put under in the operating room is me, hovering above you dressed up like a doctor. When you wake up after the operation, you'll be scared for your fucking life, wondering what I did to you while you were being operated on, wondering what ticking time bomb is in your chest waiting to go off. You'll recover fully from your surgery. And when you walk out the front door of the hospital to go home, I'll run you over with my fucking car out of nowhere and kill you. I just want you to know how easily fucking destroy your pathetic excuse of a life, but how I'd rather go to a great fucking length to make sure your last remaining days are spent in a living, breathing hell. It's too late to save yourself but don't bother committing suicide either...I'll fucking resuscitate you and kill you myself you bitchfaced faggot. Welcome to hell, population: you.

Yeah then hes gonna pee in your toilet and no flush! YEAH!!!!!!

shower them with fire, make them burn in the flames. somehow they continue to march. ravenous savages, they'll tear you apart, they'll eat your fucking guts and your brains.

time for an upper decker!

...and then I'm going to make you coffee, not the good kind, the walmart brand....yeah, w/ no cream or sugar either...yeah, fuck yeah!........................................................NIGGER!!! There, I said it.