Blairville: Your death was plain and simple. You were convicted of first-degree murder and sentenced to lethal injection. You had been part of an unauthorized movie called "The Blair Witch 3." The first was... what it was... as was the 2nd... but you felt the need to go investigated the same woods with a new camera crew. Long story short, f***ed up s*** happened, your crew all died, mushrooms >_>, your crew all died but you didn't... However, you were on trial for the murders and your case sucked. All kinds of evidence you couldn't remember was presented and your lawyers all quit. You were convicted, you were sentenced to death. On this particular night, the guards have come to collect you after your last meal, to bring you to the last room you've ever see... but fate took a shortcut. Your final meal is untouched. You sit in front of it, looking away from the delicious steak and mashed potatoes or whatever death row inmates crave. The expression on your face is horrifying and horrified, but why would you have been facing the wall? Perhaps something was there at some point. In any case, justice had served itself...
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ya right you are case the sunglasses have 3d so i can see right threw their clothes -ertyu
(about wearing sunglasses to stare at boobs without girls noticing)