Do you whistle in public?
Haha, do you guys think I'm fucking mental over here? It would be pretty damn hard for me to answer your questions if I had a straitjacket. God, I hate straitjackets. They have no style to them. Nah, then I prefer to dress up as the guy from the "Texas Chain Saw Massacre". Holy shit, if that gets attention. Jesus Christ! When I want some real fucking attention, I turn on the fucking chain saw, pointing at people and go:
"Yippee-Ki-Yay, Motherf*****."
The line doesn't matter because most people won't be bothering to stay around and go:
"Oh, I actually think you quoted the wrong movie there."
But since I had such responsible parents, who taught me to not run with chainsaws, I let people run. And that's why you rarely see villains with objects in their hands running around in horror movies: they had responsible fucking parents.
The only time I run is when I finish off with a running cartwheel in front of the Nine O'Clock News Team. That and when the SWAT Team shows up. You don't stay around and drop fucking Die Hrad quotes when they arrive.
God, there is nothing like a good old prank.
Is it just me? Maybe I'm a little bit crazy, after all.
"Yippee-Ki-Yay, Motherf*****."
The line doesn't matter because most people won't be bothering to stay around and go:
"Oh, I actually think you quoted the wrong movie there."
But since I had such responsible parents, who taught me to not run with chainsaws, I let people run. And that's why you rarely see villains with objects in their hands running around in horror movies: they had responsible fucking parents.
The only time I run is when I finish off with a running cartwheel in front of the Nine O'Clock News Team. That and when the SWAT Team shows up. You don't stay around and drop fucking Die Hrad quotes when they arrive.
God, there is nothing like a good old prank.
Is it just me? Maybe I'm a little bit crazy, after all.
