Butch

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As the chainsaw sputtered and stopped, Butch realized he'd filled it with straight gasoline instead of gas/oil mix. After putting on such a show, he was going to feel mighty foolish just strangling the sorority girls.
The story of a maniac mass murder.

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This page contains a single entry by Dominik Schwind published on March 29, 2004 9:56 PM.

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