Merry Christmas, Prepare To Die
You fire at the man loading the presents and hit him in the ear. He falls to the floor, writhing in pain, and holding his ear.
You grab the presents, but the first man, whom you kicked in the balls, has gotten his bears and has a pistol trained on you.
"Nice try," he grunts.
The bullet goes through your brain.
You grab the presents, but the first man, whom you kicked in the balls, has gotten his bears and has a pistol trained on you.
"Nice try," he grunts.
The bullet goes through your brain.
