Rising from the railroad tracks, i had the most distinctive sense of who it was that put me here, i knew what i had to do next. Nearly dehidrated as i arived, i threw myself at his porch. as i rang the door bell a committing killing like scent hovered over me like a baracoota on a small disabled child. he came to the door and said "well hello kevin, didn't think u'd make it out of that straight jacket." i threw my fist and as it hit the side of the bastards face, i felt a feeling of revenge is to come. the next morning, Mike Burkhardt will wake up in chains ,from the old abandoned jail cell, in a hot air balloon making its way to brian nester's house...
Here we have Jeff Litfin beating the shit out of Judson Eisel, haha
