You need to understand, it was nothing personal. Little Bill did something bad, screwed another man's woman, didn't pay a debt, skimmed off the top, whatever, I didn't give a shit, but he did something.

So someone calls me and asks me to clip the little runt. Five grand, tax free, and Little Bill goes bye byes. Oh yeah, the client wants him to suffer, that was not unusual but costs more, I mean, I'm not a weirdo, I whack people for money not kicks.

So I had my razor sharp tanto knife, and I was going to cut bits off Little Bill for about ten minutes until I got tired of the screaming, but would you believe it, this 120 pound, one fart, no hoper reached into his pants and pulled out the biggest fucking gun I'd ever seen in my soon to be ended life.

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Comment by Pamila Payne on September 15, 2009 at 2:29am
Poetic justice cuts across all social strata... good one.
Comment by Dan Djurdjevic on September 14, 2009 at 9:56pm
Sharp storytelling! Your narrative draws the reader in and keeps him/her there. That's a real skill.
Comment by alisa rynay haller on September 14, 2009 at 5:39pm
Bob, I think I need to teach you a class! (haha)
Comment by Paul D Brazill on September 14, 2009 at 3:57pm
Ka-pow! Good stuff!
Comment by The Beauty Queen From Mars on September 14, 2009 at 2:21pm
When I saw the title to this six, the song by black sabbath\heaven and hell started playing in my head.
Nice twist at the end.

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