The JPP Novel

What pissed you off is that someone stole the last piece of cake. And you wanted that cake. As rivulets of sweat roll down your back, staining the already stained wife-beater shirt, you plot your revenge. Someone was going to pay.
But pay with what? Blood? Not in this blue blooded county. There's not enough real blood left in this place to keep a swamp rat going. Money? If there was money here you think I'd be so pissed? I know, I'll make them pay with......
 
Watermark never could catch a break and when he woke up this morning, he'd had enough. The day was already fucked up with the constant rain and the neighbor's bed banging the thin plaster wall waking him up too early as he screwed his ugly wife. So he decided right then and there "this is it, this is the day I fucking show them how easy it is to make them scared". "Yeah; today it will no longer be just my secret!"
 
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