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Message: <blockquote data-quote="IKL" data-source="post: 29144953" data-attributes="member: 567503">Sympathy for the Devil 2023- What the fuck? Sir, what are you doing? Buddy, I'm not an Uber, okay?- Drive.- Sir, my wife is in the hospital. She's about to give birth. Sir. This is a family emergency.- I'm your family emergency now. Drive!- Drive where?- Drive! Great fucking night. You just watch the speed limit, obey the traffic signals we'll be alright.- Where the fuck are we going?!- For the devil may start to envy those who suffer too deeply and throw them out into Heaven.<img src="https://i.ibb.co/S6LXMNt/vl.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />- There's a very important man who is waiting for our arrival. Well, rather not for us as much as you. He's waiting for you. His associates were the ones who found you in the first place. I'm gonna tell you a story. Once upon a time, many years ago, there was a bookkeeper from Brooklyn who was living in South Boston, and the bookkeeper was working for a hard drinking Catholic named Jacob Sullivan. The bookkeeper's 9 to 5 back then was doing the books for one of Sullivan's associates. But the associate gets a little too fucking smart and starts skimming money on the side. So when Jacob Sullivan finds out, he tells the bookkeeper to invite the associate over. So the bookkeeper's wife and daughter visit her mother and the associate comes over. They have some drinks and once he's good and sloshed, a few of Sullivan's guys pay a little visit. One of them puts a .45 to the back of his skull, pulls the trigger. And the same thing is gonna happen to you when we get to Boulder City. I've been thinking about what you've given me so far this phony biography of yours, designed to garner sympathy. In my experience, most people tend to think having a family makes them more sympathetic. Before anyone takes a bullet to the head, they're always prattling on about their fucking family But the fact that you would do that strikes me as, tone deaf. You know, I do think about the way your life has gone, how you've got the secret fucking happiness.- Who do you think I am?- You're the witching hour. It's European folklore noting a particular time of night when all the supernatural creatures slither out and run amok. I always liked it. I liked the idea of crazy. I have decided that we should play a little game. It's called Stop the Phony. I want you to tell me the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help you God, this very minute, right now. If you don't tell me the truth, I am gonna start killing.- The truth is, I have no idea what you're talking about! I'm telling you, you got me confused with someone else. I don't know what to tell you. I'm not who you think I am!- I never even told you who I think you are! So how could you know you're not who I think you are?!<img src="https://i.ibb.co/cCz5s6v/vlc.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />- ... Back then we had these these white rabbits as pets. And they had babies, so we had a good sized litter, and my daughter, she liked to play with the babies. When I come back... the entire house was up in flames. It was glowing, all glowing orange. My wife and daughter inside. But it was the rabbits, James. Do you remember? Did you hear the rabbits screaming? Shrieking?- I know I'm gonna die tonight. I understand. And you made a promise that I know you're going to keep.- I keep my word.- But I want you to know that I am David.- You are so fucked in the head, James! You actually believe you're David!- I need to know. Why didn't you just kill me the second you stepped into my car? Why let me breathe another second?- 'Cause I wanted to hear you say it out loud. The words. And I wanted to see your true face. Your lizard face reawoke.- I need you to know I never meant to kill your little girl. Your wife, when she saw my face, she just went crazy. She just jumped on me and started clawing my face off, and I pulled the trigger three times. And your daughter just lying in the hallway. I was drinking myself to death when God brought Maggie into my life. And I knew God was evening the score when our firstborn died. But still, every night, I'd see their faces. Your wife and your daughter. I couldn't stop seeing her. Then when God gave me my little baby boy, it was like he was giving me a new life. He was giving me back your daughter's life, the life that I wrongly took. I think you gave me closure tonight. I wish I could have done the same for you.<a href="https://yts.mx/torrent/download/D2A1A00B62E24ED4445E091B28CE83FA6E36665B" target="_blank"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/2kJSoUS.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></a></blockquote>

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