And people call ME crazy, although that's because of my Aryan side of the family (dont worry, not a Nazi).
Have to wonder what the two were thinking. Hopefully not 'Oh, there's no one we hate. Let's go stab our best friend. It'll be fun!' This also begs the question:
WHERE THE H%#! WERE THE PARENTS? A MONTH or so of planning, there should have been some clue.
The girl must have someone upstairs too. Stab wound only millimeters from an artery.
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"That flag and I are twins, born in the same hour from the same womb of destiny. We cannot be parted in life or in death; so long as we float, we shall float together."
As much as I dislike it sometimes, I'm a tin can sailor, through and through.
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