Is it wrong?
I joined the army simply so I could legally murder a human being.
I joined the army simply so I could legally murder a human being.
I had to stop reading "Miss Lonelyhearts" when Nathanael West used the same words the LA Times used to describe your murder.
A long time ago, a Czech immigrant joined a foreign naval force, jumped ship in America, killed a man in a bar fight, was sent to a chain gang in the south, then fell in love with and was broken out by my Cherokee great-grandmother.
The most prominent memory I have of my grandmother is the night she tried to kill me.
I happened to stumble onto the murder scene of the Turkish military attache in Ottawa, Ontario in August 1982, five minutes after it happened.
I only realized how strange my life was when I received a full scholarship for having a father in prison for murder.
I stumbled upon a DVD of yours in our collection and put it aside to give back, only to find out moments later that you were dead.
Thanks to me my best friend hasn't killed himself yet, but when I burn out and stop trying for him he'll kill two other people, then himself.
Today I've identified 15 objects on my desk that could kill a person.
The way he pronounced "gyros" made me want to strangle him, which he knew, so he said it as often as possible.
I'd gone to bed really annoyed about failing to find the party to crash, but in the morning when we heard about the double murder, I clearly remember that my first thought was that bad luck is often good luck in disguise.