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Click hereYou weak, sick fuck! Wanted a badge to see what it was like to kill people. Protected and served himself. I don't want doe-eyed girls. Today is sodomy. But your ass is too smooth, too womanly. Had to tackle in X's center to take her down. Everytime. Then choke. He liked to choke. Crook of the arm around her fine neck. The neck of X. He didn't like having his face peeled so she paid a couple of prices. He got a new recruit. Fresh college graduate. We're having twins. Sends X's daughter Oleander letters telling her there is no god. She's a nun. Let's watch Clockwork Orange. To show her a threesome in fast motion. Tee-hee. X gets boiling. Boiling water in the bath. Screwdrivers and toilet scrubber rapes. X's tendrils in his fist. Bring me the Wordsmith! He never calls or visits! X, you fucked it with the Wordsmith just like you fucked it with Brite! Can you even imagine what the year was like when he got fully released? Never anger a libertine. They'll out do you every time. Doing you in.
Sade: She's got a boyfriend, everyone.
X: (Pause) Yeah, Brite. Sneers. My very own GI Joe doll. Whispers: we went fishing once!
Even that big motherfucker was scared. Or in cahoots. X isn't mad. Just Bitter.