“His words were like bullets, he could kill you with a comma.” i can’t remember if the movie’s any good or not, i saw it a long time ago, it was released in 1989, i think. hey, ‘evil genius’ or you, ‘bastard’ or you ‘mr hollywood’, if any of you are reading this, you guys…
Category: kill
i think my personal trainer is trying to kill me.
hey “guy-at-the-pool-at-the-gym-on-sunday-morning-in-a-speedo”. no not you with the tiny pee pee and the awkward tan, you, the other one, with what looks like three pairs of woollen socks shoved down there. yes you. well, remember i said you should call me? i’ve changed my mind, you’d better not. i think my personal trainer, ‘jim’, is trying…