Hello from the gutters of N.Y.C. which are filled with dog manure, vomit, stale wine, urine and blood. Hello from the sewers of N.Y.C. which swallow up these delicacies when they are washed away by the sweeper trucks. Hello from the cracks in the sidewalks of N.Y.C. and from the ants that dwell in these cracks and feed in the dried blood of the dead that has settled into the cracks. J.B., I'm just dropping you a line to let you know that I appreciate your interest in those recent and horrendous .44 killings. I also want to tell you that I read your column daily and I find it quite informative. Tell me Jim, what will you have for July twenty-ninth? You can forget about me if you like because I don't care for publicity. However you must not forget Donna Lauria and you cannot let the people forget her either. She was a very, very sweet girl but Sam's a thirsty lad and he won't let me stop killing until he gets his fill of blood. Mr. Breslin, sir, don't think that because you haven't heard from me for a while that I went to sleep. No, rather, I am still here. Like a spirit roaming the night. Thirsty, hungry, seldom stopping to rest; anxious to please Sam. I love my work. Now, the void has been filled. Perhaps we shall meet face to face someday or perhaps I will be blown away by cops with smoking .38's. Whatever, if I shall be fortunate enough to meet you I will tell you all about Sam if you like and I will introduce you to him. His name is "Sam the terrible." Not knowing the what the future holds I shall say farewell and I will see you at the next job. Or should I say you will see my handiwork at the next job? Remember Ms. Lauria. Thank you. In their blood and from the gutter "Sam's creation" .44 Here are some names to help you along. Forward them to the inspector for use by N.C.I.C: [sic] "The Duke of Death" "The Wicked King Wicker" "The Twenty Two Disciples of Hell" "John 'Wheaties' -- Rapist and Suffocator of Young Girls. PS: Please inform all the detectives working the slaying to remain. P.S: [sic] JB, Please inform all the detectives working the case that I wish them the best of luck. "Keep 'em digging, drive on, think positive, get off your butts, knock on coffins, etc." Upon my capture I promise to buy all the guys working the case a new pair of shoes if I can get up the money. Son of Sam

Skipping my Italian Renaissance class to wait on the UPS truck, drinking Minute Maid fruit punch from the carton.

Creating efficient workspaces for the US Navy. Go war machine! Buy more furniture! I gotta eat!

Drinking wine

finding out i don't like this board as much as i used to and wondering where have al shabbray and nicfit gone

having a CSS dance party with myself

morning coffee and still thinking about what I will eat for breakfast ( now ... almost lunch time.. )

+ trying to organise a time to go play in the tulips.

Trying to draw a connection between Ragnarok, David Bohm, and Grant Morrison comics.

the trick is to get really high first.

presently, waiting for my dad to get home so we can spend six hours driving to Seattle.

poopin'

Standing......in the shower.....thinkin'


sorry

internet in the shower? where are you Bill Gates house? Is that some kind of freak-a-lik porn thing?

as for me, I am sitting here watching time die on the SYG gossip while I'm supposed to be researching grad school admissions process.

scratching my balls... nothing more satisfying.

drinking.

That's the spirit.

you betcha.

I mean, at this point.....

don't leave me hanging.

What Else Is There To Do!!!


damn you caps lock fuck

That's true. There's thing else to do.
I'm now drinking more.

I can haz?

There's plenty of vodka if you want sum, jawsh.

Dude....I so want a vodka gimlet right now. I'd maim an old lady for one.

God, why do I dirnk on an empty stomach? I always turn into ain incoherent retard.
I guess that's the point though

Did I ever say why I'm never drinking Jagerbombs again? 3 proper ones and 3-5 more shots of Jager over the course of an hour and all I get is a 20 minute buzz.

Fucking lame.
Jager never did much for me. But it does taste fucking dericious

Needs bud, imo.

It's definitely not my favorite. That title goes to vodka at the moment. Bottom-shelf, $16 a handle, I don't care.

I love the vodka in a plastic container. Best vodka I ever had was in a plastic bottle. Pretty fucking ironic.
Or that could just be because I was already plastered and I didn't notice...

Zelco???

This stuff is dirt cheap.

I think that's what it was

smoking before reading in bed.

pondering hiatus.

I remember Zelco and Ruble vodka from high school....when it comes to cheap vodka.

Plastic bottle and good times, yes, it probably was.

I will kill you.

all I remember was it had a red label so probably. dude. Im dr unk.

I wish I was. It's been almost 4 weeks since I was anything more than slightly buzzed and annoyed. It won't happen this weekend though, but at least I have Sunn O))) and The Sounds.

I'm seeing the sounds on halloween with foxy shazam!!

just come here and gdrink my vodka

Night, bitches.