I wonder if there’s a limit, a big concrete roof to cap off the number of bodies you’ve seen. Cops will tell you about the case that drove them over the line. My concrete roof was barely holding all the dead bodies from bursting back like ghosts, I’ve seen one case too many.
This one was no different. A pretty, young girl dumped at a closed petrol station. Half-naked, half covered in blood. I didn’t even want to think about what they’ve done to her. Some patrol guy comes around and he says they got an ID. 15 years old and already dead, left on the side of a road.
This was a case for younger men. Men who had the passion in their eyes for doing good and being heroes. Guys who still believed they did a difference. Men who hadn’t seen week year old dead babies in crack dens, months old corpses of old people everyone forgot.
All I could think was my daughter. To hug her and talk about terrible music they listen to nowadays. I knew I didn’t have it in me. Bad knees, bad back and a head full of memories you can’t wash away with a bottle of whiskey. So I left, let someone else play hero and spend nights in the evidence room, let someone else talk to grieving relatives and hit their head against a wall.
I was going back home to kiss my daughter. Sometimes you gotta know which ones to sit out.
The purge is such a stupid movie, I can’t believe I sat out through the first one. Probably cause of the hot daughter in an incredibly short school girl outfit which was obviously there for eye candy.
Anyways how does having one night where all crime is legal help bring crime rated to an all-time low? Does a husband think, “I won’t kill my wife now in a fit of rage. I’ll just calm down and wait 172 days to kill her.” Or do junkies go, “I need a 100 bucks for a fix, guess I’ll just go sober and wait a whole year because the purge was just last month, and then I’ll rob a liquor store.”
Max Payne is probably my favorite video game series. And while the third one didn’t have the dark, gritty noir style and tone of the predecessors. It was still a great, great game.
This song is probably the best piece of music in a game I’ve played. It fit the level perfectly, it was just absolutely awesome.
Can Jason Biggs be even more of an asshole? He’s not funny at all, and everyone hates Larry.
How does he even find work?
Do you ever wonder how many possible stara you’re walking by? Like maybe this dude could have been the next great actor of our generation talent-wise, but never really wanted to do it and he’s just regular joe.
Or the lady you pass on the street cpuld have been the best surgeon, but she never thought about it and now sells insurance.
Is it interesting being talented for something you don’t even know?
RIP Johnny Winter, one of the first blues-rock artists I’ve listened to and one of the first who hooked me to the blues.
I dunno what’s up with Thursdays but they seem slow in general. On tumblr, just in life. Thursdays are like, not Fridays, and not Wednesdays. The shitty day between the middle and the end of the week.