PLEASE READ. WILL NOT HURT TO AND FORWARD.
Kids are putting Drano, tin foil, and a little water in plastic drink bottles
and capping it up - leaving it on lawns, in mail boxes, in gardens, on
driveways etc. just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the
rubbish, but you’ll never make it!!!
If the bottle is picked up, and the bottle is shaken even just a little - in
about 30 seconds or less it builds up enough gas which then explodes with
enough force to remove some your extremities. The liquid that comes out is
boiling hot as well.
Don’t pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yards or in the
gutter, etc.
Pay attention to this. A plastic bottle with a cap. A little Drano. A little
water. A small piece of foil.
Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM!!
No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc.
Please ensure that everyone that may not have email access are also informed
of this.Holy shit. Boosted.
I am totally shocked, this is not a hoax. D: Please be careful guys!
He grabbed one of the many shot glasses that were lined up in front of him. He was barely on the edge of tipsy and he had every intention of getting wasted. The demon hunting businesses, as important as it was, was getting old quickly and he just wanted to dull the pain of it’s repetitive life style. He slammed the shot down and waved the bartender down to get another round of shots. Several shots and a shit ton of bottles of “what the fuck is this shit” later he began to feel the effects of the alcohol. The thumping sound of the music became only a distant annoyance as the alcohol took its hold. He made his way to the center of the club to find some potential candidates to dance with, and to take home later to continue there fun. He slowly wheeled around the edge of the dance floor to seek out his potential dance partner when he felt a strong presence enter the club. It was not an uncommon thing to him as many demons frequent the club, but this seemed to be more powerful than the common ones that linger at the clubs looking for potential targets or just a good time with a happy ending. He quickly weaved through the crowd, ignoring the fact that he was pushing a lot of patrons out of his way. His excitement grew as he got closer to his destination, as it was a common thing for new demons to try to take a crack at him, and this confrontation could be the entertainment that he craved. After pushing through the crowd, he reached the entrance to the club. As he walked towards the demon certain facts said that he was not just a low level being: for one he was wearing a glamer which only high level demons do, low level demons usually possess human; and number two: the fact the he was not as ugly as home made sin, in fact he was more human looking. He had red eyes, pointed ears and a pale almost white complexion, those being the only things that made him stand out. He stopped in front of him at arms length, he drew his gun Ebony and pointed it in between his eyes and said to the demon “I haven’t seen your ugly mug around here before, so who the fuck are you?”


