I was out in a mask the other night and was on my 3rd victim, the other two were in the boot. So as I hid there in the bushes a young bloke of 30 walks past and I leap out, hammer in hand, and go for the skull, but he hears me and turns, I only nick him over the eye and he screams and runs. panicking, I take chase after him. In his confusion he runs right into traffic and is killed by a bus on its last rounds
'Alls well that ends well' I said to myself. But then thought no, fuck, thats a play by Shakespeare isnt it? it cant be a saying aswell..
What an idiot
Anyway Im 'In a pickle' over what to do with these bodys. hang on... pickle.....I like it....