I don't want to have to hurt you,
but I have a very special set of skills
and I am not afraid to use them.
So, shall we dance?
Oh,
so it turns out
you had that to use
against me.
And now I'm
lying in this alley
with a couple of
bullets in my stomach.
And there's a black cat on the dumpster across from me, staring at me.
Is he a gatekeeper to the afterlife?
If so, I probably shouldn't be an *** in my last minutes.
Well, this *****
Can you go to hell for writing bad checks?
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
I don't want to have to hurt you,
but I have a very special set of skills
and I am not afraid to use them.
So, shall we dance?
Oh,
so it turns out
you had that to use
against me.
And now I'm
lying in this alley
with a couple of
bullets in my stomach.
And there's a black cat on the dumpster across from me, staring at me.
Is he a gatekeeper to the afterlife?
If so, I probably shouldn't be an *** in my last minutes.
Well, this *****
Can you go to hell for writing bad checks?
The last thoughts of Samuel M. Wright, a current resident of Purgatory serving a 300 year sentence, as recorded by his personal gatekeeper, Spoon.