That's sick as hell!
That's sick as hell!
You don't say. Mans took 'handcannon' literally.
continuing on from the end of my bounty hunter story...
A mysterious man slams through the door after I finished my story pointed his gun at me and said three words. You goddamn liar. Then before I even knew what was happening I was yanked into the street with a gun thrust into my hand and making the ten paces. His hand was over his holster and I focused my mind shoving all doubt and fears into a far away corner as I watched his hand with murderous intent. his gaze boring into my chest boring a hole right where my heart resided. Then his hand twitched and in one fluid motion I pulled the gun from its holster aimed it at his chest and fired 1,2,3 blasts rang through the town that evening and as the sun set I sat down and my story remained undoubted.
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