HITMAN
Thinking to yourself that you would like to make a contribution to your community you head on over to the Salvation Army and stroll on in the door.
You are greeted by a man who asks if he can help you. You tell him why your there, and his eyes widen at the prospect of such a large donation. He happily asks if he can introduce you to the woman who runs the center and being a hound for glory and praise you say okay. He leads you into a small office and asks you to take a seat, and the director will be with you shortly.
You take a seat thinking what a great man you are making such a generous contribution to the community.
The door swings open and you turn to meet the director who happens to be a 350 pound woman with short red hair, four teeth and a lazy eye.
"You're the woman who runs this place?"
you say cursing your luck.
"That's right you little worm, why isn't my husband dead?"
"Because you probably deserved that smackdown you fat ugly warthog." You say all smart ass like.
Suddenly the woman reaches into her purse pulls out a hair brush sticks it up your butt and beats you to death with one of her high heels.
Your last thought on earth is.... damn, I hope there is reincarnation because I'd like to come back as a large bleeding itchy hemmoroid up this sows ass.
You are greeted by a man who asks if he can help you. You tell him why your there, and his eyes widen at the prospect of such a large donation. He happily asks if he can introduce you to the woman who runs the center and being a hound for glory and praise you say okay. He leads you into a small office and asks you to take a seat, and the director will be with you shortly.
You take a seat thinking what a great man you are making such a generous contribution to the community.
The door swings open and you turn to meet the director who happens to be a 350 pound woman with short red hair, four teeth and a lazy eye.
"You're the woman who runs this place?"
you say cursing your luck.
"That's right you little worm, why isn't my husband dead?"
"Because you probably deserved that smackdown you fat ugly warthog." You say all smart ass like.
Suddenly the woman reaches into her purse pulls out a hair brush sticks it up your butt and beats you to death with one of her high heels.
Your last thought on earth is.... damn, I hope there is reincarnation because I'd like to come back as a large bleeding itchy hemmoroid up this sows ass.
