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    This Bloody Island Part 1: From England to Espana

    Chapter 3: Evil Personified meets Evil Defined

    20 minutes after killing that coochie-playing rodent Shaz and that borderline-retard Denny, I was preparing myself for the biggest challenge yet: Shell Dockley. When she finally came to the villa she was shocked to see what had happen to Denny, she didn't give a shit about Shaz though. It's only after I finish killing Shell that the situation will finally straighten out.

    "Denny… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

    She was crying like a battered housewife and was wailing like a whale (or Anita Baker, same difference). I just stood behind her while she kept going on just waiting for her to notice me. Eventually she did and when she noticed me she was stunned and frozen.

    "Hello Shell."

    "Oh no, it's the bloody devil himself. I knew it had to be you, Fenner is not that wicked but you are."

    "So?"

    She was lost for words when I didn't show any compassion for what I've done, like she knows anything about compassion…

    "Shell, the judge may have called you Evil Personified, but what you're looking at is the true definition of Evil. I'm Evil Defined, Tuna Breath. If you look up the word 'evil' in a dictionary and right next to the word you'll see a picture of me with a Magnum on one hand and me sticking out my middle finger with the other."

    "Remember it was my face on the cover of Life magazine with the words 'Evil Defined' on it." Numerous newspapers, magazines, queer websites, and others in England were calling me Evil Defined.

    "Besides you like bad men don't you Shell? That's what turns you on about Fenner, even with massive bags under his eyes."

    "Yes I do."

    "So girl, show me how bad and naughty you are."

    Shell came up to me and started to kiss me, she tried to kiss me on the lips but there's no way in the world that I was gonna let a nasty wrench like that kiss me on my lips. After that she started to kiss me all over my neck, and all I was thinking about was that I was gonna need a chemical bath. Then she took off my shirt and started to kiss me all over, I was just waiting til she got to the right position. Then when she was about to get between my legs I kneed her in the face. Blood was pouring all over her face and it looked like she lost a few of her teeth.

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