Not as fancy as the art on the wall. I’d kill to have that sort of talent. Museum material, is what that is.
I don’t think it was necessarily implied Jeremy died that Sunday. All we know is that we saw some headstones with names of Michael’s victims written on them.
Lol, why jump to running? He could have lived, had he just stayed TF home, but what can he say? He’s clearly a party animal. His cup has a bendy straw. That’s some serious flair.
You know, he might have lived had he and Michael never hung out. I can’t even imagine what sort of friendship you can have with Purple Guy. “Hey, it’s Michael. I can’t make it to the concert, cause I just finished stabbing a little girl I’m apparently related to. I’ll catch you next week at someone’s funeral. You know how my family’s always having those things.”
I wouldn’t guard crap for 100.50$ a week. Steal the monitors and sell it on EBay. Done:)
Shit, it’s 1987.
Okay, new plan: sell them at a pawn shop.
That or ask your sociopathic childhood friend if he knows a guy. Michael probably has a hook-up. I’m sure he sells his dad’s crap on a daily basis, LOL.
“WHEN IT’S QUIET, THEY TRY TO GO FIND WHERE THE PEOPLE ARE. AND IN THIS CASE, THAT’S YOUR OFFICE. SO WHAT I’M GOING TO DO IS RAMBLE FOR THE NEXT HALF AN HOUR ABOUT THINGS THAT HAPPENED FOUR YEARS AGO AND PAUSE AWKWARDLY AT THE BEGINNING AND END OF EACH SENTENCE. IF I KNEW VENTRILOQUISM, I’D PROBABLY THROW MY VOICE DIRECTLY DOWN THE HALL. IT’S FUNNY, BECAUSE I SIGN YOUR PAYCHECKS.”
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