So you are a psychopath...
You stalk your suspect for ages, you lie in wait in the shadows, you plot your moves.
The long anticipated time arrives and you close in on your prey.
*pounce*
*struggle*
*stab stab stab*
The deed is done. You clear the evidence. Remove the teeth (dental records you said?), chop off the fingers (fingerprints?? "ha ha") and pat yourself on your back for a job well done.
Few days later:
"You are under arrest for the murder of xyz. Anything you say can and will be used against you"
-Whaaattt?? How?? When??
-Ha ha, loser, you left vital clues for the police to find the identity of the victim and trace it back to you.
-Bbut, but, how did you find whose body it was??
-You think you are smart, but you are not that smart! You may have done everything, but you left the breasts.
-Breasts?
-Yep. We traced the body from the seriel numbers on the implants of the victim.
-Nooooo...
*sound of jail door slamming shut*
Adapted from a true incident
Seems a boob job helps even after you die.
P.S. RIP
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5 comments:
truly bizarre...
so are you going to get one to prevent a homicide? :P
Lol! No way! They'd identify me from the telepathic messages I use to summon the police *before* the deed is done. jk..
:)
did not help carmen electra inscary movie 1 too much tho :)
guess u just got a reason to get one done ;)
Ah, guess I'll just use my super powers instead :D
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