When I go out with my machete im mother fucking unstoppable. Those undead bastards cant touch me.
Its like the other day, I was chasing this pale faced blood freak down an alley. He thought he'd given me the slip, by sliding up against a shadow. But when im on the hunt im like a fuckin bloodhound. I was going full speed but I was still able to get that smell of death. They dont even realize they give it off, but they do.
I have some great pictures of that now fully dead freak. And ill post the…
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Posted on March 1, 2009 at 2:25pm — 1 Comment