Roger A. Shrubber
Well-Known Member
i'm a hillbilly, you wanna run through the jungle? i was born in the briar patch, brer fox, come run with meThe would be no screams as the well sharpened knife sliced deeply into the throat. Only the gasping for air and choking on blood the last minute of life as it expired could be heard. It would be dismembered and placed into a tub full of water and salt. Added was a heating element to slowly bring the water to a boil as the exit was made. Where's Roger? Anyone heard from Roger? Ten days later after not a peep a discovery... but only a tub of thick Roger gravy. NOW, that is me making stuff up.