These are the last days of one of the most underestimated serial killers of the century:
December 19th , 2012
Today I tried to kidnap someone in the hood, but it didn’t work out well; I mean, my plan was pure gold: Running over him with my wheels and then stuffing him in the trunk. Yeah, it sounds very clever, I know. But I don’t know why gangs in the hood always make fun of my plans. Anyway, as I said before it didn’t go well. That man was riding a car himself. Damn, I didn’t expect that. Better count that next time. Enough for today though, I got body parts to bury.
December 20th , 2012
People have gone crazy and it’s not good. They don’t beg for their lives, instead, they want me to kill them. Whoever said world’s going to end tomorrow? Apocalypse?! Dear God! Thou shalt tell me his name, and send over your angels to receipt the corpse. You know me; if it’s not done by Azrael, look for my footprints…Shucks man! That was the coolest thing ever came out of my mouth.
December 21st , 2012
Damn! Where did it come from? The tsunami. It killed zillions of Indians in a second. It was like an army of me. You know I don’t blame God for granting my power to that tsunami thing. To be honest, he’s got my back several times before. So don’t mind me God; Smite all you want. …
As you can see, the guy tried his best to be shown like a serial killer. Poor man died during a failed attempt to kill himself: writing English jokes. They say comedians are potential serial killers and it gets worse whenever people think they’re comedians while they’re as comedian as they’re a bloody monkey.Nobody believed it until this guy stepped on earth. Due to his privacy we can’t mention his name. May his soul rest in peace and if not who cares!
P.S: I don’t know if this is a narration or what. I just want to feel sorry for myself. Poor me!
