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Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Yes. Another Fucking Death.

on the news there was a girl
who submitted a tape and it was a phone conversation
between a girl and her boyfriend. This is how is
went:

Amber: Ronny, are you gonna come over
tomorrow to meet my mom? Like I said before, she really
wants to meet you.

Ronny: Of course, honey. I know how much this
means to you. When would you like me to come
over?

Amber: How about 6-ish? Hey Ronny, what's that
tapping sound?

Ronny: What?! I don't hear anything... You're
probably imagining things, sweetheart.

Amber: Quit joking around, Ronny!! Stop making
that noise. It's getting louder!

Ronny: I don't joke, you should know that by
now... I love you so much, and I would never lie to you...

Amber: It's starting to hurt my ears!!!!! How can you
NOT hear that?! Hold on, there's someone at the
door... I'll be right back! Don't miss me too much!

**She answers the door and sees Ronny**
**standing there, holding a knife and a phone**


Ronny: Hey, honey... I've missed you...

**He slaughtered Amber and when her parents**
**came at six the next day he killed them too.**

If you don't repost this bulletin in two hours, Amber
will crawl out from under your bed in your sleep
and murder you. The last thing you will see are her
rotting eyes and the phone...still in her hand and repost
this with the title "Why sex hurts girls"
8 people have died from not reposting

Well, good luck fucking fitting under my bed. It's a futon, you better be thin bitch.
And who's counting? How THE FUCK do you know when someone has been murdered by some girl with a phone and rotting eyes?

Sam.
If I'm dead. Seriously. You know why.

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