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I gotta say, as fucked up as all this shit is, giving that Dale fucker exactly what he deserved was right what the goddamn doctor ordered. Yeah, maybe I felt bad for a minute giving the bastard over to the po-lice, but ya know, they were there, and there was no way in hell I was gonna let him go out that window. At least not without a couple broken legs. Read More...

I don't think Killian shoulda taken that gun though. Who knows what the fuck is on it. And it's evidence against Dale the dumbfuck here. But hey, some people need shit like that to feel safe, and I can't blame him after all the crazy shit so far.

And, big surprise, the kind of guy who picks up someone else's gun is the same kind of guy who runs from the cops. That's gonna make the whole explaining what happened shit a bit trickier. But hey, he stood by me in that fight so I'll cover him so much as I can.

So, now things are gettin a bit more scary. Whatever the fuck being 'positive' means, it can't be fucking good. I mean, is this like some illegal biological experiment or some shit? Strapping us into beds, putting who knows what the fuck in our blood, I got a real sick feeling in my stomach about all that. Am I looking at cancer? The fucking HIV? WTF?

Makes it all worse that these kidnapping motherfuckers are nitwits. I mean, if he fucking wanted us handcuffed, why the fuck didn't he put them on us when we were UNCONSCIOUS?

So now we all gotta go back, figure out what the fuck has happened to us, and take the next step. What that step is, I got no idea. Well, I know I'm goin to file a report on this bastard and call my goddamn lawyer, and then go to the hospital and demand a total eyeballs-to-asshole inspection, but after that.... well... who the hell would want to kidnap me?

But hey, life of a repo man, you know? Always intense....