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THE EVIL THAT MEN DO.

05:35 May 15 2007
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As usual the traffic in the big city was murder. He drove his car in that morning instead of taking the subway like he usually did, he had attended a busness luncheon on the edge of the city at a farther point from the subway entrance than he wanted to walk. The traffic wasalmost at a dead standstill. Suddenly he wasrearended and heard the breaking of glass. He stopped the car, put it in park and got out. When he reached the rear of his car he saw the tail lights were smashed. The red-haired, green-eyed woma was weasring a sheer, very low-cut top showing a large amount of cleavage and he could tell she was braless. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. He smiled and walked backto her drivers window, which she had opened. He pulledagun out frominside his suit coat pocket and shot her between the green eyes. he put the gun back, walked to the nearest subwy entrance and went down.





It was a sunny sunday morning in the neighborhood, time for the morning newspaper delivery. The paperboy, a boy about 14, rode his bike along the sidewalk and threw papers in peoples yradsor on their porches. One delivery was down a gravel road to the neighborhood haunted house set backin among a thick growth of trees. He always road hard in and out. Several times he'd break a window by accident. One day he never came out. The police drove up to the house to check. All they found was an old boarded house, but, the boys blood covered bike was in the front yard.





Every Saturday nightat 9:45, he would lock his book store, tuck his money bag inside his old gray cardiggan sweater and walk to the corner deli just before it closed and buy several large sandwiches for the coming weekend. No one took any real notice, but, on this Saturday night two rather large, burly men were standing outside the deli just inside the shadows. The bookman walked out of the deli and walked past the shadows where the men were standing. He only got a few feet when the two men grabbed him from behingd and dragged him in the alley nearby. No one heard the sounds coming from the alley. Minutes later,two larege, burly mencame out of the alley with a money bag in the hand of one of the men, sandwiches in the other hands.



Waking up one morning, she turned on the tv to watch the news as she usually did, hearing all the reports of violence. After arriving at work, she caught upon paper work and then at lunch she left. In her state people could walk into a gun store and walk out with any kind of gun. Being ex-military, she chose a certain type rifle with an apprpriate scope. Making her way to the roof of her building without being seen wasn't hard. Of course she wore gloves when she set-up. After, securing the silencer, she sighted

through the scope at the rear rotor of a passing helicopter and shot. The rotor exploded and the copter plummeted,crashing and killing dozens below. Sighting again,this time on a crowded bus, she shot the driver through the head, he crashed the bus into a crowd of people on the street. Her next sighting wasin a nearby park. Dozens of people fell before she stopped. She looked at her watch, her luch was almost over. she stood upand flung the rifle asfar asshe could, straightened her dressand went back to the office, hoping she wasn't late.



He was reading the bible for the third time this year, he loved a good comedy. The doorbell rang, so he put the book face down on the table next to him and got up to answer it. In the doorway was ayoung girl.

"Good aftetrnoon sir, " she said, " I'm from the church down on the corner and I was wondering if you would care to donate to the local childrens home?" She smiled so pretty.

"Of course" , he said, grinning,"come on in."

Later, in the kitchen, he took off the rubber gloves that were covered in blood, got another beer and went back to reading.



Everymorning the same runner came by her house. She always knew because the dog barked and growled from inside her fence. This went on for a few weeks till she heard the dog yelp one mroning. She ran outside and saw her dog on the ground barely breathing. She looked up and the runner was a few yards a way looking back. She heard a laugh and the runner continuned on. The runner still ran by everyday. One day she heard the runner scream.

she looked out her window and saw that the big dog she had bought had gotten the runner. she had left the gate unlocked it seemed.





The soon to be ex-wife had been giving me fits for awhile now. I contacted someone I knew and told him I need a few things and how much I wanted to spend. He agreed. I told him my wife hated black people and she had just called me frm her apartment drunk on her ass. I wanted a blackman with a huge dick that'd fuck a white woman and a black women who would eat a white womans pussy. I also told him to bring a polaroid camera, a big bottle of whiskey and a dime bag of weed. He laughted, figuring out what I wanted to do. We allshowed up at her apartment and she had passed out in the bed. Stupid woman had left the apartment door unlocked for me like she always did. I motioned for the guy I knew to open the door. Inside, they set things up. My wife was naked on the bed and I watched as they did what I asked. The big dicked black guy put it in her mouthg,her pussy and ass, all the while pictures were being taken while I watched. The black woman took a turn. I paid them, they left. I then put on plastic gloves and went to work. I opened the weed and the whiskey. I found her blender and put them both in there and liqiudfied them. I then opened a hypodermic needle I bought at a drug store. It was the kind for diabetics. They quit selling them a few years later. I filled the needle and opened her legs. I shot the solution into her pussy lips and waited. It wasn't long before she reacted, so I left. A week later I read in the papers where my wife had wandered out in the street and was hit by a car. The funeral was less expensive than a divorce.



A mouse of a man, he owned and worked in a local book store. Always carrying books under his arm. Always the same bullies at the construction site. They'd trip him up and he'd dropped his books. He also read a lot of books on differenr subjects. One day the bullies did what they all did, but, this time he had a package under his arm, too. The package had been left behind near the bullies. Later that evening when the book man listened to the local news, he smiled when he heard that an explosion had killed several men at a certain construction site. The bomb could not be tracecd, it burned so hot.





He knew she was fucking the neighbors while he was at work, both husband and wife. Being an electrical engineer, it wasn't so hard for him to rig up a hidden camera. He watched for weeks waitiing for an opportunity, it finally came. He had rigged up a special surprise for them. As he was watching, they got into bed and began fucking and sucking. It was over quickly, the canopy over the bed dropped onto them, impaling them with the spikes that had popped out before it fell.



For years he was cruelt to his wife and children, making them eat bread and water while he had steak, salad and potatoes. He grew very fat, while they stayed skin and bones. One day he was gone and he had put leftovers in the refridgerator. The mother opened the dorr and the children put very small white flakes of a poison in the salad, it had white mayo on it, and on the potato, it had a white salad dressing on it, and on the steak which was covere in salt. When he arrived home, they were in a corner of the kitchen like they always were, he ignored them like he always did. Sitting down to eat, he finished off the food and went to his bedromm as usual. A couple hours later, they entered his room. He died on his back, eyes open. They advanced on the corpse with kinves, closing his eyes when they reached him.



Do you wonder if urban legends are true?

A mom had taken her 3 year old son to a localfast-food place where thet had a ballpit. After they had eaten, she let him go in the ballpit.Minutes later he started screaming. She ran to him and pulled him out, his feet were all cut up. The ballpit was shut down. He was rushed to the emmegency where they had to amputate toes off of each foot. Later investigation found the razor blades had somehow been sumuggled in the pit and inserted in the balls.



After years of persistant nagging, her mouse of a husband finally bought her a cast iron claw-footed tub. He placed a on a small dias about three inches off the floor. She always had a glass of wine while in this tub and sprinkled sweet-smelling powder in the water. One evening she had her usual glass of wine and put powder in the bath water. She very soon felt sleepy and sank benath the water. Soon the water started boiling. Her husband was standing at the door with an evil smile on his face.



He was an electronics engeneer at a major company, but, they fired him for stealing small components. At home that night he used some of the parts to construct a bomb. He had stolen some explosives from a local construction company and gottenaway with it. The bombs consisted of a timer and dynamite, very small timers on one stick of explosive. He drove to the company and used an electronic device he constructed to deactivate an alarm long enough to get him in, re-activating it once he was in. He knew where to place the bombs because he knew the company quite well.

The next morning on the news, the reports were of several explosions at a local electronics company. It was reported that several people in ther offices were killed at the same time when bombs in their chairs went of at the same time.



He had worked at several construction sites around the city and had stolen bomb making materials in small amounts. He was now ready. Leaving his apartment that morning early, he avoided the usual people that were around. Walking two blocks from his home, he entered the subway and waited for the first train that morning. Getting on the train, he walked to what was the rear car at that time, the engeneer changing cars to go back in the opposite direction. As he stood there looking through the glass window in the door into the now empty compartment, he could see out the drivers window at where the train had come from. He looked behind him in the car and saw it was empty. Soon the train slowed down. He reached in the bag he carried and brought out a smallbomb and placed it over the door to the drivers compartment. He'd set the timer for 10 minutes, the ride taking twenty, and left. He got back home very late that night. He turned on the TV for the late news and smiled as he heard that several explosions had crippled several subway lines, hundreds of people killed most all in the middle of the tunnels, some a few yards shy. He smiled.





He was a weapons expert for the government and making a pistol was childsplay. He constructed it to fire short, thin metal pins coated with a fast acting poison. It was using small co2 cartridges. A chamber was added to the barrelfor the pins.

He didn't bath or shave for a week and fouled his breth with, booze,garlic and onions besides not brushing. He btained clothes that were rags,but, the coat was oversized with large pockets for the gun.

He made his way to a homeless sheltered that hid a drugs dealers gang. Stumbling up to a 55 gallon barrel with a fire i it, he bumped into oneof the two big burly men standing there.

"Goddamn! You fucking stink! Get away from me!" one man growled.

Aiming the gun through the pocket, three quick trigger pulls shot out three pins, first one man then three in the other. The poison acted quickly and the two men went down.

Moving on into the homeless area, he spotted more people. As he neared or bumped into them, man, woman a like,the children he spared, he shot each with three pins, all dying quickly.

After awhile he left the dead and went home.



It was the same old tactic, grouped together behind shields, pistols drawn at the ready. Pitiful. I just took aim at their legs and feet and shot them out from them. Ashes, ashes, they all fall down, bleeding to death. The other group was coming from a different direction, exposing their sides and their necks were in my scope. Bang, bang, bang, the front three down, bang, bang, bang, the second three down. Walking to a different vantage point, I saw a number of them down behind their police cars. A head moved here, a hand exposed there, a shot there, a shot here, hit the target everytime. One police car was parked near a large gasoline truck they had stopped from entering the area. A couple well placed shots took care of that. The old song said something about the look of love, they never saw the look of carnage. Lovely. Then I scoped the crowd of on-lookers. A number of heads busting open like mellons,the screaming people running, the chaos, blood and others being trampled in the stampede. I went back to the door going into the building and sure enough I heard the cops trying to sneak up the stairs. Opening my bag of bombs, I pressed the button on a few of them them and tossed them down the stairwell. Some stairwells do have a great echo. Going to the rear of the building, I got into the harness of the hang-glider I brought with me, it wasn't a far trip home.





I had seen her at school, she is beautiful. She never gave me the time of day. Her boyfriend always beat me up. One day I caught her crying in one of the stairwell s in school. I asked her what was wrong and she said her parents were going to ground her if her grades didn't improve. I offered to help her. She accepted. I told her to be at my house on saturday night at 9 pm, my parents always went out. She showed up andafter she came in...I knocked her out. I took her to the basement and stripped her. Of course after I tied her to the metal table, I raped her. I waited till she woke up, I had gagged her of course. She looked at me with wide eyed fright and screamed behind the gag. Sh struggled against the bonds that held her. It was useless of course. I took a very wet sponge and soaked her breast and her pusyy. i then attached metal clamps to her nipples and shoved a metal rod up her pusyy. All three were connected to an electrical wire plugged into a wall socket. I walked over to the switched and turned it on.







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