Quote by Neel Kay

“I hate that man. I wish I could stab him in the eyeballs and gouge them out and make him choke on them. And then, when he was dead I’d hang him from a tree, letting him rot and get eaten by birds. And when there was nothing left but bones I’d piss all over them.” quote by Neel Kay — Download Open image

““I hate that man. I wish I could stab him in the eyeballs and gouge them out and make him choke on them. And then, when he was dead I’d hang him from a tree, letting him rot and get eaten by birds. And when there was nothing left but bones I’d piss all over them.””

Neel Kay

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