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Lets play name that murderer.
Since everyone seems to enjoy the games like naming whats in my mouth, and what do I have in my pants pocket I thought that I would join in the fun and hysteria with a little game of my own.
So here goes, name the murderer, who, what, where and so on. Lets see how well we know our horror history. The individual or individuals can be from any time period and or country but they must be non-fictional.
I start with an easy one, young white woman, drives her car into a lake with her 2 young children inside and watches them drown. She later tells police that she was carjacked by a black man to divert attention from herself. She did this because the man she was sleeping with, who was not her husband, did not want to be with her because she had children.
On a lighter note I wish that I could pull the trigger on this BITCH myself. Nothing would please me more.
By the way what was her sentence?
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I was not born to live a mans life, but to be the stuff of future memory.
3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead.
I've never been nice my whole life....but, I'll do my best to be sweet.
I keep my standards low, so I'm never disappointed.
The next words out of your mouth better be some Mark Twain shit, cos' I am going to be chiseling it on your tombstone.
Trample the weak, Hurdle the dead.
Forgive your enemies......after they are slain.
The God I believe in aint short of cash mister.
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