1,000 Ways To Die

Hey guy wearing the black stocking cap and coat at the magazine rack by the convenience store door. When you followed me out the door so closely that you were practically stepping on the heals of my shoes, I just wanted you to know I had already decided how you were going to die. Which weapons I would employ and the opening techniques I would use. Luckily you just turned out to be clueless.

Remember the 20th rule of gunfighting:

Be polite. Be professional. But… have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

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