“That’s why you white folks love your second amendment rights.”
“Well today that all blew up in your damn face, now didn’t it.”
I sprinted over towards Josh as he attempted to raise himself up to his knees and struck him in his head with the machete. His head split open like a juicy watermelon, which brought a smile to my face. His body fell limp into the mud and blood poured out of the back of his head. Josh was now lifeless as he laid there. I didn’t give a damn about that. There would be no mercy, even for this racist bastard’s defenseless corpse. I hit his torso hard with my blade until I had exposed his smelly insides to the insects. The muddy ground around him was now layered with dark red blood. The sight of it all was magnificent and my spirit was moved. The Lord had seen fit for
