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Bad, Blade, and Bodies : @creepy.enemies Although it sounds disgusting and almost inhuman, body farms are a thing and they re becoming an increasingly important tool for forensic scientists. These patches of land have dozens of bodies scattered over them so that scientists can study how bodies decay... Sounds delightful, doesn't it? Story caption is continued in comments • MR CAHILL SUBMITTED BY LAWILDE - When Kirk and I made shivs in metals class and joked about using them to shank Mr. Cahill, I just assumed we were joking. I wasn’t even into metals class, but once we started dating he took an art class with me so I took a metals class with him. It was actually kind of fun and I was the only girl so I got a lot of attention. We made the shivs as one of our projects and the teacher told us it wasn’t funny. We faked like we threw them away, but we kept them as souvenirs and would joke about who we would stab - jailhouse style. We both hated Mr. Cahill. He taught calculus and it wasn’t that he was a bad person, he was just boring as hell. He had skin that looked gray and wore short sleeve shirts, bland ties, and brown slacks every day. If you looked up plain in the dictionary, you would see a picture of him. It was a few weeks later when Kirk and I went to see a movie on a Friday night that everything went shit-pot sideways. We were driving home, talking about the movie when he turned onto a road I didn’t recognize. A few minutes later we were sitting outside Mr. Cahill’s house. The only light that was on was in the living room. I was scared but followed Kirk to the window where we looked in and saw him sitting on the couch watching TV, dressed in the same clothes he wore at school. Things moved fast from there. We retrieved the shivs from the trunk of the car and crawled through an open window. I was certain we were just going to scare Mr. Cahill. At the edge of the living room, Kirk whispered, "Watch this," then screamed and ran across the room towards him. Mr. Cahill moved with the grace of a tiger as he sent Kirk flying into the wall. Mr. Cahill's hands suddenly went black, dark as night. There was a glint of steel at his fingertips. His razor blade fingernails slit Kirk from groin to neck. When Mr. Cahill turned to me, he smiled, his teeth now metal, and clearly very sharp. His eyes were red and he just looked at me and laughed. I ran. Ran like hell. I was able to escape and call the police. When they arrived they found Mr. Cahill watching TV with no signs of Kirk anywhere. (Cont below)
Bad, Blade, and Bodies : @creepy.enemies
 Although it sounds disgusting and almost inhuman,
 body farms are a thing and they re becoming an
 increasingly important tool for forensic scientists.
 These patches of land have dozens of bodies scattered
 over them so that scientists can study how bodies
 decay... Sounds delightful, doesn't it?
Story caption is continued in comments • MR CAHILL SUBMITTED BY LAWILDE - When Kirk and I made shivs in metals class and joked about using them to shank Mr. Cahill, I just assumed we were joking. I wasn’t even into metals class, but once we started dating he took an art class with me so I took a metals class with him. It was actually kind of fun and I was the only girl so I got a lot of attention. We made the shivs as one of our projects and the teacher told us it wasn’t funny. We faked like we threw them away, but we kept them as souvenirs and would joke about who we would stab - jailhouse style. We both hated Mr. Cahill. He taught calculus and it wasn’t that he was a bad person, he was just boring as hell. He had skin that looked gray and wore short sleeve shirts, bland ties, and brown slacks every day. If you looked up plain in the dictionary, you would see a picture of him. It was a few weeks later when Kirk and I went to see a movie on a Friday night that everything went shit-pot sideways. We were driving home, talking about the movie when he turned onto a road I didn’t recognize. A few minutes later we were sitting outside Mr. Cahill’s house. The only light that was on was in the living room. I was scared but followed Kirk to the window where we looked in and saw him sitting on the couch watching TV, dressed in the same clothes he wore at school. Things moved fast from there. We retrieved the shivs from the trunk of the car and crawled through an open window. I was certain we were just going to scare Mr. Cahill. At the edge of the living room, Kirk whispered, "Watch this," then screamed and ran across the room towards him. Mr. Cahill moved with the grace of a tiger as he sent Kirk flying into the wall. Mr. Cahill's hands suddenly went black, dark as night. There was a glint of steel at his fingertips. His razor blade fingernails slit Kirk from groin to neck. When Mr. Cahill turned to me, he smiled, his teeth now metal, and clearly very sharp. His eyes were red and he just looked at me and laughed. I ran. Ran like hell. I was able to escape and call the police. When they arrived they found Mr. Cahill watching TV with no signs of Kirk anywhere. (Cont below)

Story caption is continued in comments • MR CAHILL SUBMITTED BY LAWILDE - When Kirk and I made shivs in metals class and joked about using t...

Drive By, Dumb, and Grandma: When someone kills you in GTA, but you respawn and you see their car heading your way My friend Dj was the first person to put me on to GTA when I was younger. He came over to my house for the weekend for a sleep over & bought his San Andreas with him. We playing through the night, it's fun but Dj going dumb hard. Dj knew all the cheat codes like bible verses. Homie was a lil too into it. You know those kids just that shouldn't play GTA? Yea he's one of them. The next morning my Grandma is dropping him off, as we pull up to his house he says "Grove street home, until I fucked every thing up". Boy get yo bag out the trunk. I knew something was up when he stopped calling me by my name and started calling me Ryder. My name is not Ryder. In school Dj would come up to me and try to recruit me for missions. One mission he went around the class and tagged up everybody desk. Even mine. We were walking to lunch and he was walking with that "hustler walk" (the one in every GTA that wanna fight) When he bumped into one kid and knocked his tray over he was ready to exchange hands. It was clear he opponent had entered the max muscle cheat but Dj gave no fucks. "Aye busta watch where.." mid sentenced Dj got Moped. Dj laid there wasted as everyone around begin to scramble. I wasn't sure if a respawn was possible. Homie thought gta & real life was the same. Dj ain't come back to school. I just seen last week on my home. I'm at a stop sign and we made eye contact. I tried to speed off but he followed me. Every day Dj waits by the corner on his bike for me to turn down my block. Once he see my car he yells "Ballers drive by" and starts booking it on his bike. He fell last week. Dj just got up and kept running with a limp. I know he needed some milk.
Drive By, Dumb, and Grandma: When someone kills you in GTA, but
 you respawn and you see their car
 heading your way
My friend Dj was the first person to put me on to GTA when I was younger. He came over to my house for the weekend for a sleep over & bought his San Andreas with him. We playing through the night, it's fun but Dj going dumb hard. Dj knew all the cheat codes like bible verses. Homie was a lil too into it. You know those kids just that shouldn't play GTA? Yea he's one of them. The next morning my Grandma is dropping him off, as we pull up to his house he says "Grove street home, until I fucked every thing up". Boy get yo bag out the trunk. I knew something was up when he stopped calling me by my name and started calling me Ryder. My name is not Ryder. In school Dj would come up to me and try to recruit me for missions. One mission he went around the class and tagged up everybody desk. Even mine. We were walking to lunch and he was walking with that "hustler walk" (the one in every GTA that wanna fight) When he bumped into one kid and knocked his tray over he was ready to exchange hands. It was clear he opponent had entered the max muscle cheat but Dj gave no fucks. "Aye busta watch where.." mid sentenced Dj got Moped. Dj laid there wasted as everyone around begin to scramble. I wasn't sure if a respawn was possible. Homie thought gta & real life was the same. Dj ain't come back to school. I just seen last week on my home. I'm at a stop sign and we made eye contact. I tried to speed off but he followed me. Every day Dj waits by the corner on his bike for me to turn down my block. Once he see my car he yells "Ballers drive by" and starts booking it on his bike. He fell last week. Dj just got up and kept running with a limp. I know he needed some milk.

My friend Dj was the first person to put me on to GTA when I was younger. He came over to my house for the weekend for a sleep over

Memes, 🤖, and Kid: Kid locked himself in the trunk! @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop
Memes, 🤖, and Kid: Kid locked himself in the trunk! @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop

Kid locked himself in the trunk! @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop @pmwhiphop