Nov 02, 2004 23:23
Dear Dirty, Soon-to-be-Dead Mother Fucker who stole my goddamned bike:
I'm coming for you. And when I find you, all you'll know is that your neck is stinging, and there's blood on your shirt, and the moment before your eyes close forever, you'll see my eyes, burning with the hatred of a thousand suns.
Love,
Mike
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