Took me a while to decide whether this was too gruesome to post or not, but I guess if I’m twisted enough to have that thought I shouldn’t deny those of you sick enough to be entertained by this like I was. Absolutely horrible stuff. Nobody wants to be the fireworks on July 4th. I guess that “don’t touch the third rail” shit is no joke.
“Why isn’t anybody doing anything?” is a question I ask myself almost daily, chick. Whether it’s America’s ineffective and poisonous political system, the generationally-perpetuated violence and ignorance of a purposefully uneducated lower class, or just some drunk suicidal bro frying himself on the subway’s electric third rail, that question gets asked almost daily. Also I’m pretty sure if anybody touched him they would have been left extra crispy as well.
“Can you move a little bit to your right?”
“Bitch, I’m dead.”
PS – If I’m ever in a life or death situation, PLEASE GOD don’t surround me with screaming teenage Latinas with camera phones.

















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