Tis the Season to Make Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMost women are watching sappy ass Lifetime Christmas movies this time of year. Not me. I am watching and making snuff movies. I hate the holidays. The only thing I can tolerate are the crowded malls. And that is because crowded malls are perfect hunting grounds for sick bitches. The malls are crammed full of snuff victims. Pretty, vacuous and greedy little bitches who deserve to die run amok in malls across the US . Consumer culture obsessed brats who think the world revolves around them. I saw this posse of young mean girls. They were making fun of adults. They were scamming men out of money too. They were the kind of girls it would be fun to slaughter. Getting them away from the mall was easy too. I drove them willingly to their death. I told them I was a movie director and I was casting a horror movie that needed young girls. They ate up my lie because of their colossal egos. Once in my kill shack, I gave them drinks spiked with knock out drugs and I destroyed them. They weren’t passed out. There is no fun in that. Just subdued, so they would fight less. I like a little fight in them. They quickly realized I was a snuff porn director and they were my stars. I stripped them naked first. I enjoyed humiliating them like they did the women in the mall. I drew with a  sharpie on their fat areas. I wrote whore on their foreheads and laughed at their flat titties and bald cunts. Eventually, I got annoyed with their whining. I killed them. Slowly of course. I wanted to enjoy their death. I made it painful, cutting their femoral arteries until they bled out slowly. RIP Mean girls. You were naughty bitches and Santa snuffed you out.

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