Mathew "Film Bald" Buck

[wulfenlord]

I then followed her home and skinned her, because noone compare to mommy

[VoiceOfReasonPast]

Eventually, everyone becomes PUR.

[Kugelfisch]

Startled, he started sweating. He thought he would blend in with the crowd in such a benign outfit, become invisible to the passerby.

What gave him away? What drew the attention of this normal, dark-skinned London lady? Was it his unusual whiteness? His shining bald head? The sunglasses at night?

As his thoughts were still racing, he found himself following her, caressing the assault teaspoon in his pocket.
Having to get rid of the clothes wasn't what bothered him. By now that was routine. What annoyed him was that his pre-dug grave would need to get increased in size. He hated doing digging on the 'night of'.

Still, there must be no witnesses. Tonight, it would be all business. Tomorrow, he'd convince mother to buy him a hat.

[wulfenlord]

Good, good, let the GitGud flow through you.