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DEAD FAGGOT NIGGER. DEAD NIGGER FAGGOT LOVER was sprayed on the two halves of the stone in neon-green spray paint. They had also sprayed it on the grass over each grave.
😲😲😲
Andy put the barrel of the Python against Buddy Lee’s temple. Buddy Lee felt a trickle of blood run down his face and wind its way over his five-o’clock shadow. Andy’s top lip was beginning to swell. His cheek was on fire. A cloudy film seemed to be covering his left eye. The old man had punted him in the face like he was kicking the winning field goal in the Super Bowl.
Where tf is Ike????
They shot him six times. Lit him and his friend up.
His husband***
“I’m going to tell the magistrate I’m not pressing charges because I know you are so distraught over your dead pervert of a son.
Still being a hypocrite is crazy
“Listen to me, you goddamn savage: my father has nothing to do with what’s going on. You let him go, and I mean right goddamn now, and maybe, just maybe I won’t have Grayson slit that mongrel’s throat,” Gerald said.
But a toddler does?
“Please don’t kill me. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Gerald said.
The audacity is insane
“Him tired?” she asked. Ike wiped his face. He carefully lay Buddy Lee on his side. “Yeah, but he gonna rest now,” Ike said.
Damn. RIP
11. In the climactic scene, Buddy Lee and Ike note that their sons probably would have forgiven the people who killed, hurt, or betrayed them, but the fathers do not. Were you satisfied by their choices?
Yes
