I'll dissolve them in orange juice while eating iced donuts. Forensics teams will find the crumbs of my snack and the vat of citric acid. They'll call me... the O.J. Simpson Killer.
I'll dissolve them in orange juice while eating iced donuts. Forensics teams will find the crumbs of my snack and the vat of citric acid. They'll call me... the O.J. Simpson Killer.
They wouldn't call me anything. Because I wouldn't kill people.
Take THAT society.
Maybe they'd call you the Thread Killer.
They'd call me nothing because I'd kill everyone the first night.
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My victims would be divas. I would snatch their weave and take one eye as my trophies. They would call me Nicki Fury.
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