Hamish, being his evil self, couldn't just do things the regular way. He wanted to date many girls and not just one, which was easy when he had the ability to carry out the art of tranquility when the lips of others become licked by his knife and all of the pain reverts to the love they would fall for when they'd meet Hamish for the first time and he'd hide his devilish attributes.
One night as the dark steam of the smoking summer streets hit his bedroom window, he clicked his hands together and took out his laptop from his briefcase. Hamish was ready to be the commander of a dating website.
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Swiss Army Kiss
HorrorDon't be fooled by the keen and calming attitude of Hamish in the wreckage of rooms. All that ever really occupied his time was dragging in women for their deep, convincing kiss. In his mouth, Hamish always held a grubby, sharp pocket knife. He rem...
