Roadkilling II: Something Smells Like Shit
Roadkilling II was held yesterday, Sunday June 15th, 2003. It was a mildly breezy, token afternoon when the two roadkill hunters set out to find some roadkill.
The two set off in the
official roadkill mobile:
Both hunters seem to agree that the early 90's Taurus line seems to induce the best atmosphere for the hunting of the deceased.
The evening started off on a rather discouraging note. The hunters found several living animals, unfortunately these aren't the types of animals they hunt.
After roaming around the Greater Warsaw Region for nearly an hour without finding a single 'kill, the two start to become discouraged. It is at this point that they land their first kill...first of many.
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Joe the Opossum
Joe was one of those creatures that everyone was happy to see go. He was a true scab to society. Often seen raping little girls, Joe was the target of many a'bounty hunter in his day. After dealing with addictions to marijuana, paint thinner, and little girls in his life; no one was too sad to see him go.
Pierceton Road is where the young-cunt met his death.
Joe's mouth was preparing to bite into a little girl's snatch the moment before he was fisted. Joe's legacy is a rotten one...unfortunately, it shall live on.