ryan_dipietro

Now you listen to me, little boy, because I'm only saying this once.

When you least expect it, I will come up behind you, out of the shadows, with murder on my breath and fire in my eyes. I will plunge a knife in between your ribs and watch you bleed to death, while I sit and wait. And when that's done?

I'm going to grind 205 of your bones into dust, which I'll chop into lines and snort right off the parking lot I've caught you in- the last bone will go through my nose. A reminder to all others who dare test me.







Sleep tight, little man.

You've certainly got me and my Mexican family pegged.