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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to kill someone? I have. For someone I've always visualized myself getting robbed or something and then bashing the perp's head in with my grandmother's 90 year old, family heirloom, 6-pound, cast-iron, frying pan. And then making some bacon, because they robbed me in the wee hours of the morning and I figure I'll get an early start. Go to the flea market, get a manicure. Then come home to the bloody body still on my floor, cut him up, feed him into a food processor and feed him to stray cats. Weird right? No wonder people think I'm insane. Oh well.