†Patron Saint of Gory Messes†
♥FUCK 'EM WHERE IT HURTS♥
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.
This happened on my dash and it really amused me. He’s, like, longingly staring at those shotguns.
PFFFFFF He wants them.
He’s looking for a birthday gift for Seb, of course.