Now fuck off and die, you fucked up slag

[chrisheckisking]

The ringing of my doorbell woke me up from a deep sleep. Various faces began swimming through my brain for a moment. Who the hell would dare wake my ass up on a day off at the crack of noon? I groggily maneuvered the door open. There stood a massive black man, my meat manager, Preston Freeman. Apparently, one of the meat cutters woke up to sharp

Comments

[straight_outta]

That is the most fucked up, depressing scene in Closer, ever. Which is saying a lot because there are quite a few.

[sssaaassshhhaaa]

I totally get where you're coming from. And I adore Clive Owen when he says that.

[boldredcentered]

I like it when you write, Chris.