They called him a dew-hater.
Who hates little drops of water I thought.
Tag: hate
Revenge
“Don’t shoot him,” I ordered the soldier who was about to squeeze the trigger on the hapless 10-year old son of the slain terrorist leader lying supine on the ground. Next moment, I felt the cold blade of the army knife the boy had snatched from its holster in my belt and driven in one fell swoop into my stomach and the triumphant glint in his little eyes with the hand holding the blood-dripping knife hanging loosely by his side.
Body Language
She turned toward me and said aloud, “Pass the parmesan cheese please.”
Her eyes however, said, “I hate you, you selfish bastard, for ruining my life.”
Love
A passionate love went in search of camaraderie. A carnivorous hatred found it.
You Did This
“You can’t do it, Mark,” I cry over the sound of the huge engines, “why would you kill them all over one person?”
“Because,” he looks up, tears in his furious eyes and growls, “I hate you,” he pulls the switch.
So easy…
It would be so easy to slit my wrists, to put a loaded gun in my mouth and squeeze the trigger, to drop a live toaster into my bath.
But I just can’t bring myself to give that fucking bitch that much satisfaction.
“Oh, I’m afraid the deflector shield will be quite operational when your friends arrive…”
Luke Skywalker heard Emperor Palpatine promise to murder his friends and felt the dark side boiling inside of him. Giving in to the darkness he activated his lightsaber, chopped the Emperor’ s and Darth Vader’s heads off and hit the Death Star’ self destruct button; sending them all to hell.
I Stay Late For No One
“I’m gonna need you to stay till 4:30 today,” the boss said as he walked out the door at 3:20. The man chuckled, went around the office setting every clock forward one hour and left five minutes later.
Family Party Ruined
Kenny Darter thought he was having fun by tossing broken bits of peanuts at his friends as they sat around the table. His friends decided their only option for revenge was to take the newly expectant fathers face off and wear it.
Orgins of Terrorism
Killing is easy when you have watched your family suffer every naked indignity. After than using the knives only felt normal and happiness was watching the blood gushing from their necks and stomachs.
Turning The Tables
The same completely honest look reflected in each others eyes, something between fear and power; She loosened her grip from around his neck.
Love Done Sour
There’s nothing in this world I want more than you. What a shitty world I must live in.