Bullet Through Your Face (improved Format) - Plot & Excerpts
REPORT TO THE FOLLOWING PROXIMITY — — OLD HARLEY ROAD, LUNTVILLE, VA, 191 NE, 2004 E — — NSA GRID-MAP/CLOSEST PLOTTED PROBABLE LOCATION — —VFW POST 3063 — DECRYPT AND DELETE END MILNET MESSAGE “The hail is this ballyhoo?” Hays asked himself as he stared at the screen. So engrossed he was that he didn’t even take another glance at the TV where another chick in the same red swimsuit were now performin’ CPR on yet another fella who’d been hauled out’a the water, and this here gal were a lot skinnier than that first blondie chick—she had short brown hair’n less eggs on her chest than Miss Brill the gals’ gym teacher, but, hail, Hays would slick this tramp down with his spunk just as fast as the blondie, yes sir, face-fuck the bitch then pop a hard snot right’n her eye’n shoot the rest all over that flat-as-afloor chest’a hers. Yeah, that’s problee what she needed, alls right, but then Hays looked in that opened briefcase on the bed, was about ta gander some’a the papers in there, but then .
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