Kill my mother, please.
Ah I kid, I kid. But not everyone is so jovial on a miserable Monday. I was pretty shocked to to read the following story, and by read I mean press my nose against the print and follow the blur. I guess some kids do not like to be told what to do by anyone. Just two bullets. Astounding. I mean these are his parents. What kind of fucked up individual consider hiring a hit man to take his mother and her husband out over something so trivial, imagine how vicious he'd get over a serious infraction. Imagine how much value he's put on the lives of people who were NOT related to him?
Scary.
Scary.
Labels: No I won't clean my room.

