I'm a sucker for a sad face. A bad quallity.
Anyway. I walked into the bar and had a good conversation with the barmaid.
Then it began to get busy.
I noticed a woman of about 30 sitting on her own looking pensive.
I walked over to her.
She looked up. But looked over my shoulder.
I turned. There was a very big bloke before me.
I only saw him for a second. Then I was flat on the floor.
The bastard broke my jaw.
But I'm learning his routine and I know now where I can take him out.
I know he's working on new year's eve. I know what time he will leave.
And all the plans he would of had after 19:30 will fly out the window.
You can't just brake my jaw and expect to get away with it.
Will inform you of his demise.
Cold Killer. xxx
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