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I Got On Him, Sat On His Chest And I Started Jabbing At His Face, Cutting, The Blade Bouncing Off Bone

“I got on him, sat on his chest and I started jabbing at his face, cutting, the blade bouncing off bone in his forehead and blood and…So, I wound up—cutting out his eyes—hurting him pretty badly”

Jason Pargin, John Dies At The End

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rip his face off & eat it !!!


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