2006-03-12

Escuchado por ahi (XXXIV): I'd spin like a ballet dancer

Mamá me dijo que no me acostara con psicópatas, pero no le hice caso:

Wish it were the spring equinox. I feel so happy, I'd kill. I'd go to your flipping Children's Republic, find a nice spot right in the middle of buildings and water and shit, I'd bring out a machine gun, and I'd shoot everyone in sight, drunk or not, pretty or not, all ages, doing good without looking to whom.

I'd spin like a ballet dancer, and I'd shoot, rat-tat-tat, 'till I felt dizzy, or I ran out of ammo, or a police sharpshooter got me. If I could mow down everyone in sight, I'd make a last backup, put the muzzle in my mouth, and I'd blow my brains to hell. 'Course. Why not? What else? Let them catch me alive? What crazy ideas you get, darling.

El otro día encontré la noticia. Murió en la cárcel. Por lo que se entrelee, lo mataron. Es una pena que sólo se haya podido llevar a unos pocos, él, que siempre pensaba en grande.

Nota mental: mantenerse vivo para seguir peleando la Buena Batalla. Indefinidamente. No hay backups aquí y ahora, ni el freezer es cosa segura.

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