You are a soldier, fighting for your country until you are shot and left to bleed out, what do you write in your own blood on the wall before you die?
"Don't let them make a Call of Duty game out of this"
It's crazy, but hear me out...
I'd meet a nice girl, take her out on the town, get to know her, build mutual love and trust while fostering a relationship focused on Christ, and then...I'd marry that girl.
And on our wedding night, I'd take her into our room, lay her down on the bed, and we'd have conceptual sex in the mercenary position for the soul porpoise of recreation.
Something to annoy the shit out of intel guys and maybe get me on the history channel
like "West...3 miles...(rest smeared with blood)"
Conspiracy nuts will be passing my dead picture around for decades
so you'd imagine sex real hard while laying face down?
>what do you write in your own blood on the wall before you die?
>What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Qaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dea-...
Ashley- This is laughable. Although we are no longer together, I have missed you every day we have been apart and this has been my therapy.
B. David- You are as a brother to me, please have my gear.
David G- Fuck her right in the pussy.
Delana- My rifles and first shotgun are yours. I have taught you how to clean them.
Sophia- My 870 is yours, as is my stockpile of 12 gauge. You were the better of us.
I'm gonna need a lot of blood, but that's a note I carry on me.
Why not? Its the perfect message.
I guess he did not know that. But then again probably never cared which is just fine. I still think its funny that people like you remember me as Dawn.
So... you're saying if I ever want to be a tranny to go by the name Dawn?
Paint his face also
"He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaargh."'