There he is. There is the man who has my daughter. The police don't know it, but i know for a fact that that's him, just sitting there with his poker buddies, in his fancy top of the range kitchen. I slowly climb out the bush and creep towards the garage, climbing through the window as i get there. I look around but nothing, no sign. Hearing footsteps i hide behind some boxes. I realize its him as soon as i hear his cough, the same cough he had back when I killed his daughter, but that was only business.
Frenchie about 10 years ago
Oh I love it when you are all so wicked and twisted... :)
Ricky Moore about 10 years ago
There's plenty more where that came from ;) haha
Bryan Thomas about 10 years ago
Ooh, nice twist.
Ricky Moore about 10 years ago
Thanks mate!
Pearl (Bea) about 10 years ago
Just twisted!...but enjoyable...
Ricky Moore about 10 years ago
Glad you liked it!