Posted by Hikmahh on
Beautyfully,he stacked the tank of his revolver with nuclear bullets,fastened his awful uniform and made himself ready for his usual night duty.
He served his face a rubber armour and surveyed the silent neighbourhood that is drowned in sleep.
In little time,the window of the unfortunate shall be made to bellow by a torrent of knocks and the coffer beneath the pillow of this unfortunate shall be amassed as booty after his death.
This barbaric night labourer has work so well that the tribunal has manacled him to the abbatoir to be given a death trophy.
The joyous flies have made his mouth a cementary and his rotten meat has blessed the hungery worms with protein.
After our curses have toured his wake keeping,the vultures in black will be pleaded to give him a befitting burial.