Do some independent psychological research on the weight loss patches and supplements he was taking to prove that they caused an episode of psychosis and he was basically sleepwalking through a nightmare. Yknow.. that truth
That's what life in suburban America is like. Everyone is hyper paranoid of some unnamed party coming to rob them so they have cameras at their front door, facing all their neighbors, their backyard, and some even have several cameras inside their living areas. It's like a weird mix of Soviet Kafka/lynchian horror thing, hard to explain
>That's what life in suburban America is like. Everyone is hyper paranoid of some unnamed party coming to rob them so they have cameras at their front door, facing all their neighbors, their backyard, and some even have several cameras inside their living areas. It's like a weird mix of Soviet Kafka/lynchian horror thing, hard to explain
Same. I know consciously that the odds are so low it doesn't matter but I even keep grandma in mind when I'm walking down the street. Mine is the only house on the block with barred windows too, but at least they're on the inside so I don't freak people out. I've even thought about using a fake dresser to make a hidden bed while having a decoy one set up where it should be, but that was mostly as a goof. I've just been like this ever since I was a five year old sleeping under a pillow fort with a steel bat
>Why didn't Chris just simply kill the neighbor?
Every second spent with the base of your tongue not squeezed by a sphincter is a lifetime unlived.
A this point, he knew.
Man I love this story cos... I just ate a box of nuggets all to myself. Nobody throwing them at me. No fat heifer nagging me. And I didn't have to do anything. That's the best part. Just don't get on that treadmill.
>kill the senpai >kill the neighbor >kill the cops who come to investigate >kill anyone else around who might have witnessed it >maybe even kill the dog >cause a half mile dead zone to form centered around your home, but nobody is the wiser
It's truly the perfect crime
I can fix him
he walked into a trap, when he was called over to look at the tape the cops were already there, nothing much he could really do about it
Not enough space in the volcano
How would he have known she was going to snitch? Hindsight is twenty twenty
If we had a world star team of super israelites how would they get him off? (legally)
Do some independent psychological research on the weight loss patches and supplements he was taking to prove that they caused an episode of psychosis and he was basically sleepwalking through a nightmare. Yknow.. that truth
mf went blind for anal sex, now he is getting dicked down everyday in jail
The weird part is that the neighbor's camera really didn't do anything for the neighbor, it was pretty much only recording the anal king's property.
That's what life in suburban America is like. Everyone is hyper paranoid of some unnamed party coming to rob them so they have cameras at their front door, facing all their neighbors, their backyard, and some even have several cameras inside their living areas. It's like a weird mix of Soviet Kafka/lynchian horror thing, hard to explain
>That's what life in suburban America is like. Everyone is hyper paranoid of some unnamed party coming to rob them so they have cameras at their front door, facing all their neighbors, their backyard, and some even have several cameras inside their living areas. It's like a weird mix of Soviet Kafka/lynchian horror thing, hard to explain
>posts mancunian tale
My father was like that. He always assumed the worst of people, and even the smallest perceived slights would set him off
I'm like that tbh
How do I not act like this
no idea brother everytime i go outside i assume every other person is plotting to kill me
Same. I know consciously that the odds are so low it doesn't matter but I even keep grandma in mind when I'm walking down the street. Mine is the only house on the block with barred windows too, but at least they're on the inside so I don't freak people out. I've even thought about using a fake dresser to make a hidden bed while having a decoy one set up where it should be, but that was mostly as a goof. I've just been like this ever since I was a five year old sleeping under a pillow fort with a steel bat
Two neighbors across the street have Ring CIABlack person devices pointed at me, I hate it.
Go break them those things are monitoring your movements
Gonna be hard to do and not be recorded or seen.
set off an EMP and then bash them with a hammer while the power is out
>watch funny clips compilation
>americans are filming inside their homes 24/7
>Why didn't Chris just simply kill the neighbor?
Every second spent with the base of your tongue not squeezed by a sphincter is a lifetime unlived.
A this point, he knew.
Chris isn't a murderer. He had to finish Ceecee because she snapped and killed the others. It was self defence.
Chris still had chiggy nuggy residue on his face. CeeCee smelled him has a friend and left him alone
Wrong. The nuggies are an attack signal, marking anyone bearing the scent as a sacrifice.
Chris WHAT?!?!
>Why is your neighbor's corpse at your workplace?
Chris was kind of moronic.
No neighbour ever threw nuggets at him.
No Metalica lyrics about that.
Why didn't Chris just simply leave and get a divorce and not murder anyone?
Chris prefers to by physically buttfricked, not financially.
Man I love this story cos... I just ate a box of nuggets all to myself. Nobody throwing them at me. No fat heifer nagging me. And I didn't have to do anything. That's the best part. Just don't get on that treadmill.
He should have killed everyone. Kill them all.
>kill the senpai
>kill the neighbor
>kill the cops who come to investigate
>kill anyone else around who might have witnessed it
>maybe even kill the dog
>cause a half mile dead zone to form centered around your home, but nobody is the wiser
It's truly the perfect crime
I've written sempai out manually for so long that I forgot about the sucking filter