Each weapon tested on someone who deserved it.

Sharon spilled coffee on my new shirt while we were in the lounge this morning. I told her it was fine and we had a good laugh about the whole thing. If she does it again I'll stab her in the fucking throat with my pen.
She's a good kid.

I guess I just wanted to show you that there's two sides to every victory. Those who live to revel in it, and those who died making it happen.

On Sue

Sue is pretty. Sue is nice.
Sue can shoot real good
even at night.

I love Sue.

The end.

On Sue

Sue is mean and not nice
That is why I shot her twice.

The end