Written by: life

“So, how’s your life going?” Chit chat drivel.

“Oh, you know. What with being a mass murder, it’s going pretty damn well. Why, just today I slit the throats of seven politicians and still had time to go to a titty bar.”

(interesting how many people don’t listen.)

“Really? That’s nice. Let me tell you how my life is going.” And without missing a beat proceeded: “A year ago I was still a man and today…Look at me! I’m gorgeous. A perfect body of a perfect woman.”

“I hate trannies. In fact I not only slit their throats, I also disembowel them right down to their asshole…”

(still not listening)

“I know right. One minute trapped in a mans body and now I’m as free as a bird. A girl bird that is…(giggle giggle tee hee ha ha)

The life form now known as a mass murder was true to the word as the knife sliced the throat of that which did listen, nor had the means too…

If one read entrails of their victims to glimpse the future, then the entrails of the now deceased showed that it would rain tomorrow.