One bullet for you, one bullet for you, and TWO bullets for whoever gets in my way next. Anyway, what’s for dinner? I can’t decide.
It’s takeout. Sheesh, I’m tired. But hey, alive! Right? Now that’s worth celebrating.
Just kidding. I did the same thing last time I shot someone. Lived, I mean. I’ve kinda done it a few times by now. Both of those, actually. Shot people and - lived. Yeah that doesn’t sound like a good PR line, actually, scratch that.
Takeout time!










