Day 291 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Five – Short Story

I guess the end of all this shit started with Galboldi sitting in a chair, stinking of piss and shit, his hands were both a mess of bones, flesh and blood, and his fingers, well six were wedged up his nostrils and the other two were sticking out of each ear, I won’t mention whereContinue reading Day 291 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Five – Short Story

Day 290 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Four – Short Story

Fucking Killdone, can’t believe the fat fuck made such a big deal out of the mess I made of Old Man Galboldi, it’s not like I killed the old fucker, in fact Killdone’s business should get stronger, but hey, that’s what I get for taking it upon myself to straighten out his fuck ups. It’sContinue reading Day 290 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Four – Short Story

Day 288 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Two – Short Story

One hundred and seventy-two staples, three teeth, a small amount of blood in my urine, my left finger, three boxes of pain killers, three balls of coke, a copy of playboy playmate of the year, nineteen eighty-two edition, half a box of tissues, and seven Russian gangsters, all in all, a very packed thirteen hours,Continue reading Day 288 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Two – Short Story