When i sat at the train station I noticed a weird smell coming from the past out drunk next to me. I woke him up by squeesing his nose. Shit i nearly killed him. And then the train arrived, and I got on it. The drunk was holding on to my leg so I had to kick him in his head a few times before he let go.
It was something sticky on the seat so I stod up a while. And then an old lady wanted to sit there. But she was very rude so I drop-kicked her and slamed her head against the sticky stuff. And a stupid man tried to interfeer but i took an empty bottle of beer and, crushed it against the old ladys head and sliced him up... And then i got out of the train, shot a few cops and jumped in the river and died...
The End,
a story by Hannes Johansson NG alias: Hannetz
This was not a true story...