Jul 14, 2008 19:47
And he's talking again. And again, and again, and again, must you tempt me with killing this insignificant waste of air!?
...hn.
I suppose I could be a guide to Hell. I've certainly sent enough people there already. And Mr. Hayter? I'm holding you to that idea of hand-to-hand. The thought is certainly one that I am enjoying immensely.
I must admit, the fear, paranoia, and general hysteria over some simple sheets of bloodied paper is letting me have a good laugh or two. Really, humans are just so humerous.
But for the love of all that is still worth something in this place, please let me kill him. I am only asking once. And I am never saying please again.
all laughable really,
roommate,
mr. hayter,
blood,
please let me kill him,
paper