I would like to shoot them repeatedly. I would like them to die from my shooting them, just so I can kill them again.
I just spent one and a half hours, from 1:00 to 2:30, writing a looooooooooong stream of conciusness email, that meant very, very, VERY, VERY much to me. Because it meant so much to me, I clicked on “save draft.” Well glory be, instead of saving that priceless and irreplaceable email, it erased it. I poured my heart out in to that message, and excite lost it. Lost it. FUCKING LOST IT!!! I can’t EVER get it back!
I would like them to eat ground glass, and die slowly. I would like to sodomize them with a base ball bat coated in spikes. I would like to impale them like Vald Dracula did, let the weight of their bodies slooooowly impale them on a spike, aimed at their crotch, until they die of shock. I would like to cut out a peice of their heart, and eat it in front of them, like they did to me.