Originally Posted by m4a1mustang

Then, a few years from now, you'll be woken up at 2AM on a Saturday night by a knock on your door. It's the cops. "We're terribly sorry," they say, "but your Z fell in with the wrong crowd." Your heart drops to the floor. You know what's next.

"Your Z's been shot. It didn't make it."







Don't let it happen, man. Think of the children.