Don't P*** Me Off
I fantasize about committing murder.
I love the idea of holding a gun to someone's head and experiencing the thrill of knowing I have all the power.
Every time somebody does something to hurt me I fantasize about torturing and maiming them until they're crying and apologizing profusely. I want to watch people beg me for mercy. I want them to rue the day they f***** with me.
I often think that I could be a hit man if offered enough money. $50,000.00 a pop, minimum. $500,000.00 for someone high profile.