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"Yøu Wanna Knøw Why I Use A Knife? Guns Are Tøø Quick...Yøu Can't Savør All The...Little Emøtiøns. Yøu See In Their Last Møments Peøple Shøw Yøu Whø They Really Are, Sø In A Way I Knew Yøur Friends Better Than Yøu Ever Did. Wøuld Yøu Like Tø Knøw Which Of Them Were Cowards?"

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"It’s A Funny Wørld We Live In..., Speaking Of Which, Yøu Wanna Knøw Høw I Gøt My... Scars? I Had A Sister. She Was A Quiet Girl, Always Kept Tø Herself. My Daddy Was A Detective And He Was Investigating A Series Of Murders. He Caught An Addictiøn Tø These Brutal Killings. His Life Revølved Arøund This Unknøwn Psychøpath. Well... The Psychøpath Decided That He Wasn't Gøing Tø Wait Før Dear Old Dad Tø Find Him Sø He Paid Dad A Little Visit. He Came Tø Our Høuse. He Killed Pøør Mømmy First. Never Even Gave Her A Chance Really. Then He Tied Me And My Father Tø Chairs. He Gøes Tø The Kitchen And Grabs Mømmy's Really Big Kitchen Knife. He Grabs My Sister By The Hair And Drags Her Tø Us. He Held The Knife Tø Her Thrøat. He Started Asking Her A Løt Of Questiøns,... Her Favørite Cølør, My Favørite Cølør, Her Lucky Number, My Lucky Number. A Whøle Bunch Of Things. Then He Asked Her If Anyøne Else Was In The Høuse, He Warned Her Nøt Tø Lie,... Tøld Her It Wøuld Cøst Me If She Didn't Tell The Truth. Sø What Døes She Dø?... She Lies. Turns Out My Sister's Bøyfriend Was Hiding In The Cløset, He Had Watched Him Cøme In And Never Leave. The Psychøpath Threw My Sister Tø The Grøund And Asked Me If I Was Mad At My Sister. When I Didn't Answer He Carved This Intø My Face. He Said That A Smile Was The Best Way Tø Lie,... And He Said That When One Persøn Lies The Peøple They Care Abøut Møst Get Hurt!"“Let Me Tell Yøu Abøut My Scars... Sø I Had A Wife, Beautiful; Like Yøu. Whø Tells Me, I Wørry Tøø Much. Whø Tells Me, I Ought Tø Smile Møre. Whø Gambles, And Gets In Deep With Sharks. One Day They Carve Her Face. We Have Nø Møney Før Surgeries. She Can't Take It! I Just Want Tø See Her Smile Again. I Just Want Her Tø Knøw That I Døn't Care Abøut The Scars. Sø I Stick A Razør In My Møuth And Dø This... Tø Myself. And Yøu Knøw What? She Can't Stand The Sight Of Me! She Leaves. Nøw I See The Funny Side. Nøw I'm Always Smiling!"“Wanna Knøw Høw I Gøt These Scars? My Father Was....A Drinker. And A Fiend. And One Night He Gøes Off Crazier Than Usual. Mømmy Gets The Kitchen Knife Tø Defend Herself. He Døesn't Like That. Nøt. One. Bit. Sø, Me Watching, He Takes The Knife Tø Her, Laughing While He Døes It. Turns Tø Me And He Says "Why Sø Seriøus?" He Cømes At Me With The Knife, "Why Sø Seriøus?" He Sticks The Blade In My Møuth. "Lets Put A Smile On That Face!!!""See, I'm A Man Of Simple Tastes. I Like Gunpøwder...And Dynamite...And Gasøline! Dø Yøu Knøw What All Of These Have In Cømmøn? They're Cheap! I Døn‘t Suffer Frøm Insanity...As A Matter Of Fact...I Enjøy Every Minute Of It!!!"
"Yeah… Yøu Dø, Yøu Really Dø. Yeah, Oh Shh Shh Shh Shh. Sø Yøu Think Batman’s Made Gøtham A Better Place? Hmm, Ok. Løøk At Me… LOOK AT ME! Yøu See This Is Høw Crazy Batman Has Made Gøtham. Yøu Want Order In Gøtham? Batman Must Take Off His Mask And Turn Himself In. Oh, Everyday He Døesn’t… Peøple Will Die, Starting Tønight, I’m A Man Of My Wørd."

My Blog

Kidnapped!

    "Hi, this is Ted and Julia. Sorry we can't come to the phone. Please leave a message and we'll return your call as soon as possible."    Beep.    "Mommy... Mommy? Are you there? Mommy? You were s...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Nov 2008 07:40:00 GMT

Nightmare!

    Harleen looked over at the psychologist and shrugged. "I'm losing my grip on reality. I keep having the same nightmare over and over again every night. Or maybe I should say I have the same kind o...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Oct 2008 14:32:00 GMT

In The End!

    It is the end of it all and she is trying to keep from going insane. She walks through what is left of the city, stopping at odd pile of rubble here and there, imagining the places they used to be...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 17:35:00 GMT

Under The Mask!

We all wear masks.  No one can deny this.  No one is absent from this truth.  We wear them to hide our wishes, desires, secrets, and more.  We wear them to mask our feelings and regrets.  Sometimes we...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 08:25:00 GMT

The Origin Of The Jøker!

PastFor most the past can hurt. But for others it can hurt more then most. It's not right for a young boy to wake up every morning to the fear that day might hold. Or go to sleep every night, listen...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Aug 2008 10:11:00 GMT