Snuffy phone chat numbers aren’t out of your grasp. I’m here to take your dark little fantasy on to the next level. I can paint you a picture worth more than you’ve got. The fucked up things I like to do aren’t just for show. I’m a true life slasher with an ever expanding need for three things; blood, tears, and screams.
Torturing some little innocent is almost as good as punishing those who deserve a hot railroad spike through the eye. I’m looking at you, Michael Vick. I said what I said. I’m a fucked up version of Batman, if you will. The justice is in my own hands, and I decide who’s neck I’m gonna snap.
I am the judge, jury, and execution. Not to mention your last sight.


