| Well here she is guys, Danielle, the whore that started it all. I had to bug my own fucking house to catch that slut whoring around behind my back. When I saw the footage, I left the house keys and my IDs on the kitchen table. I left the tape in the VCR. I wiped out the bank accounts. I drove away. I took the dog. He didn’t deserve to live with a fucking whore. I never spied on Danielle again, she’s fucking dead to me. I opened my own shop and started tailing different whores for different idiots. Every case, it feels like the same story. And every time, I expose these whores. |
