02-01-2008, 03:54 AM
Granted. Little do you know, the exterminator was actually my helicopter's best friend. They grew up together, and they learned from and loved each other. Upon hearing the news, my helicopter was shattered. After experiencing a long, traumatic period of depression, the helicopter grabs a rusty Colt .45, and heads to your house.
I wish he kills you, you disgusting bastard.
No helicopter deserves to go through that.
Vigilante time
I wish he kills you, you disgusting bastard.
No helicopter deserves to go through that.
Vigilante time