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The Hand of Death v2
George Bush stood there, surrounded by a cheering crowd. Positioned in front of his groin, he had the severed head of the people's princess.
"What a tragedy, what a shame!", he cried, as he throat fucked the head.
"Jeez, Bush, is this your first time fucking a human head?"
"No... I'm just nervous is all. Why you gotta be such a jerk, Ted?"
"Force of habit, I guess."
"Knock it off, Bundy. Can't we all get along? Peace, love, understanding, harmony, man. We're all here for the same reason,. We love killing folks."
"Manson, you dirty hippie. Why are you even here? You never killed anyone. Just had your groupies do it."
"I'll groupie my knife up your ass!"
"Groupie isn't a verb, you drugged out buffoon!"
"Drugs? Where?!" Manson began scouting the countryside.
"That ought to keep him busy for a while. Hey, Bundy, you want a drink?"
"I know better than to accept drinks from the likes of you, Dahmer."
Jeff gave a sheepish grin.
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