Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Wastes of DNA

Living in New York long enough, I've become immune to stories of criminal activity. Murders, rapes, robberies blend seamlessly next to stories of lottery winners and tales of victory. Nothing really gets my attention, but this story takes the cake. I wish, just once, before I die, that I could save a victim as helpless as the little girl in this story was. What I would LOVE to do to these two degenerate, sub-human pieces of shit is not fit for mentioning here on this blog, but I hope they both get what they deserve: slow torture.

If you'd like to read the sickening, infuriating details of this crime, click here.

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