texts: You know he's fucking us. </s> <s> You and I are, probably for the first time ever, in total agreement.  He wouldn't just stop. </s> <s> Well... what the fuck, man?
labels: He's only two murders away from finishing his masterpiece, right?  Can you even conceive of what's going to happen next?  I mean, can you even imagine how he'll try to finish it?