Murder So Fowl

If we had known the psychotic nature hidden behind those empty eyes, I’m sure we would have done more than just roast them up on Thanksgiving. Instead of rub-bing salt on them and garnishing with herbs, we would have instead pumped a few rounds into them and tossed their bodies onto a pyre. If we’d only known the extent of rage within those bastards, all of this could have been avoided. But no, we…