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I want to ram my meatsnake down Judy Hopp's throat. Keep in mind I'm about 4 times her size, so my wiggler is DIPPING into her intestinal acid. She can't breathe but she DIGESTS the tip of my sausage and lives upon the nutrients. She cries and cries and tries to reach for her gun - but it isn't in her holster. I've got it behind my back. I pull it out - she freaks out. You can see what little hope she has left degrade further and further - she wont survive this. But she has one thing, one thought, one PERSON to cling on to - and he just knocked on the door. "Judy?" I hear Nick's voice and picture his smug face before i see it. I turn around. NICK. He stands there horrified, groceries in hand, as he witnesses the horrors happening before him. Judy is CHOKING on my pork chop and running out of air - and time.

kicked my dog down the stairs, insulted my mother and is a genuine nuisance to be around. +rep a cool guy.

Vrrrrrrmmm