Man the Very Bloody Woman Who Kills People: Difference between revisions

Once upon a time, a man named Man—who happened to be named Man—was talking to another man whom was also named Man. The man, not the other man, walked away from the other man and ran into a man. As it turns out, that man was a woman who went by the name Man. Man was all hyper-realistically bloody and Man ran back to Man.

 

 

 

Man turned back around and she was gone. Man laughed at Man and ran over him with Man’s car. Man went splat all over the pavement. Man laughed and laughed. Then, out of his rear-view mirror, he saw Man. She walked closer to him and touched the car. Car went boom. Chunks of bloody flesh that was all bloody flew everywhere. A guy across the street, his name was Man too, saw it all so the bloody woman had to kill him too. He went all bloody and bled everywhere; he made a terrible mess.

 

I threw down the DS and went outside to get some fresh air. There was the bloody woman, Man, standing over by the mailbox across the street. A truck raced by and when she was in sight she was gone. I turn around and she’s all up in my face.

 

She just stood there. She started screaming and my head go exploded. Hyper-realistic blood spewed everywhere and I died. I saw with my eyes (‘cause they still worked) that she was even more bloodier now.