![]() I’ve got my trusty beam katana in one hand to take care of the small fries, and the other one ready to hold my girl once I take my place as the best assassin the world’s ever seen. Before I knew it, I was ranked #11 in the UAA (that’s United Assassins Association)–with ten suckers standing in the way of me being #1. It all started the night I was out drinking with some smokin’ hot chick at the bar. Buckle up, ’cause this is how my story began.
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