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Ep 262: Holy Hell

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“Everything fucking hurts and I’m sober, nothing is ok.”

The hunter stalks it’s prey, waiting patiently for the chance to strike. Sneaking slowly around corners, hiding in the shadows cast down by the grungy flickering street lights of the alley. You can hear the buzz of the moths as they circle around the warm glowing globe. Attracted to the light, attracted to the heat, don’t get too close though, or else you’ll burst into flames. The smells of rotting garbage caress the nose of the one who stalks. Corn stalks, wheat stalks, but none in comparison to this man. Standing six feet tall when fully erect, clothed in black cargo pants and black velcro shoes, a white shirt barely visible behind a long flowing black overcoat. Plenty of pockets filled with tools of the trade, a large razor sharp knife more for inflicting fear than anything else. A glock nine millimeter with two extra clips just in case. He’s never used it, but you never know when you might need it. Syringes filled with Etorphine Hydrochloride, allowing our hunter to easily subdue the prey with minimal fuss. The pin prick of the needle is all they feel, then darkness, then nothing. These are the tools of a man who has had enough. These are the tools of a man who has switched career paths, from a lowly office executive with nothing, living paycheck to paycheck in hopes of one day getting the praise he feels he deserves. The new job doesn’t pay as good monetarily, but money isn’t everything. It’s all about the feeling. The feeling of being in complete control of another. Watching the fear in their eyes as the last bit of blood drips from the wound, painting a slippery red mural on the dirty ground. Blood sweat and tears make the world go around. Thirty three percent of each, which leaves that last one percent to chance.

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Ep 207: Rap Sheet

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“Hope you saved my spot for me, cuz I’m coming back.”

Everyone has their hang ups, ticks, imperfections if you will, and that’s fine, we all have something inside of us that we are not all that proud of. Remember the saying, “No ones perfect?”  Well, it’s spot on, other than the exception to the rule that is Jesus H. Christ (who in all actuality for arguments sake, most likely does not exist). Some of us have a little problem with drugs, some of us speed and flick cigarettes at cop cars when we drive, some of us like to touch little children, some of us just can’t seem to stay out of jail. That’s fine, it takes all types to make the world go around right? Of course it does, because if we were all the same, life would be way more stupid than it is now.  Personally, I’ve never really had any problems like that, beings how I try to model my life after the savior of the world, but living in a valley such as the Flathead Valley, I see a broad spectrum of people in my day to day travels. From the highest of the highs to the lowest of the lows we have a little something for everyone here.

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