Not premeditated? But he showed up there wearing leather gloves. In June.
Not premeditated? But he showed up there wearing leather gloves. In June.
There was a girl, dressed as a pirate wench, carrying her captain's hat and a bottle of champagne, wearing torn fishnets and one boot, limping to her car. The parrot on her shoulder had fallen beak-first into her boobs, lost half of it's feathers and an eyeball. Neighbors walking their dogs and small children all…