They shot the white girl first.

They shot the white girl first.

She cried in pain, clutched her chest, and fell backwards. How could they be so cruel?

captivated by the cow guru. I guess she feels the unibrow is a good look. Hidden in the distance was a sniper dressed in a guille suit hiding amongst the bushes. The sniper watched

old Simpson reruns on his iPhone and didn't notice the Cow Guru Goddess sneaking up behind him. She lifted the sniper off the ground by his jockey shorts and uttered the sacred sim

ulacrum, or uddered it, whichever. Probably some "got milk?" direct marketing bullshit. He popped out an earbud, did an exaggerated eyeroll, and posted a bad Yelp review in tandem.

However, he has been listening to a song called "Tacky" before that which made it very ironic to do so. He visited his best friend's niece, Alfred on the way

To the karaoke club sang that song so many times I yelled, "Shut up, please. I hate that song. Are you trying to give me nightmares!" Alfred shut up and another earworm came on the

eardrum. It was a Nocturne by Heinrich Himmler called Unleash the Nickleback on American swine (in b# al dente for sitar, banjo, and kazoo, OPUS 666 orf the Omaha Folio). It was a

cold day in Hell when I would listen to that recording. Oddly enough, it turned out to be rather a pleasant experience, listening to the music and watching the demonic snow fall.