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Miller 2022-10-30 19:00:39
The importance of hitting
The film tells us the importance of making up. The clown was very scary, with a chilling expression on his face. However, the clown's frontal fighting force is not strong. I feel that if he doesn't need a gun, I can knock him down frontally. The clown will be resurrected by suicide, and finally he...
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Macey 2022-11-16 19:39:02
So the clown is not dead when he swallows bullets?
So the clown is an unkillable fairy, Shura? Or is it because of Xuanmai, huh, horror movies are turned into science fiction movies, this setting is unreasonable? Personally, I can’t accept this kind of unkillable character, so I can just turn it into a zombie.
Does it cost 140 words to post a...
Extended Reading
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Cat Lady: Can you help me, please?
Mike the Exterminator: Who are you? How the hell did you get in here?
Cat Lady: You have to come with me now. There's a dead woman in your basement.
Mike the Exterminator: What?
Cat Lady: Yes. Dead. Dead, all dead. He's killing them one by one by one, like cows.
Mike the Exterminator: Look, lady. Lady. If you don't go away right now, I'm gonna call the cops.
Cat Lady: Yes! That's what I've been saying. You need to call the police right away, because he's right downstairs and he's probably going to kill you, too, if you don't get somebody down here right away.
Mike the Exterminator: What the fuck are you talking about?
Cat Lady: The clown with the white face and the little black hat! He thinks what he is doing is funny because he's laughing. But I know it's not funny because they're all dead.
Mike the Exterminator: Get the hell away from me!
Cat Lady: I'm telling you! He knows I know, and he's gonna try and kill me before he kills you.
Mike the Exterminator: Don't touch me. Don't!
Cat Lady: Come, come on! Help me, please, help me!
Mike the Exterminator: I said, get the hell away from me!
[shove Cat Lady to ground]
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EMT Roman: How can you eat a greasy croissant while you're cutting up dead bodies?
Coroner: Sweetheart, I've been doing this twenty-two years, alright? Once you've seen an eight-month-old microwaved to death... everything else is just old hat.
