They exited out the front door. They had no idea what they were in for. Now they’re staring at six men with guns drawn. It was a fucking ambush.
This was a fucking bomb dropping on Beaver Cleaverville. For a few seconds, this place was Armageddon!
There was a firefight!
So you’re telling me it was one guy with six guns, and he was a senior frigging citizen?
Television. Television is the explanation for this – you see this in bad television. Little assault guys creeping through the vents, coming in through the ceiling – that James Bond shit never happens in real life! Professionals don’t do that!
These burns indicate that they used silencers. Look at these entry and exit wounds. They’re almost identical. The two bullets went in here, through the top of the skull, criss-crossed, and exited through the eyeballs. This one clue tells us three distinct facts. Number one, Duffy?
Stay with me, boys! What did they do to make two such identical wounds. Two men, of similar height, drop this guy down, each puts some iron to his head, and boom, that’s all she freakin’ wrote.
Eh, possible, but unlikely. The angles are too extreme. A guy holding two guns to the back of your noodle is gonna shoot straight ahead. He wouldn’t cock out his elbows, it makes no sense. Besides, are you telling me *one guy* came in here and killed eight men with eight extremely well-aimed shots in just a few seconds? No way. Had to be at least two.
Now, you Irish cops are perking up. That’s two sound theories in one day, neither of which deal with abnormally sized men. Kind of makes me feel like Riverdancing.
Oh, isn’t that beautiful? All the lowlifes in quiet city Boston start dropping dead and *you* think it’s unrelated! Greenly, the day I want the Boston Police to do my thinking for me, I will have a fucking tag on my toe!
Symbology? Now that Duffy has relinquished his “King Bonehead” crown, I see we have an heir to the throne! I’m sure the word you were looking for was “symbolism.” What is the ssss-himbolism there?
First of all, I’d like to thank whichever one of you donut-munching, barrel-assed, pud-pulling sissies leaked this to the press. That’s just what we need now: some sensational story in the papers making these boys out to be superheroes, triumphing over evil. Let me squash the rumors now. These two are not heroes. They’re just two ordinary men who were put in an extraordinary situation and they just happened to come out on top. Yes, nothing from our far-reaching computer system has turned up diddly on these two. All we know is what we found out from the neighbors, and the general consensus is, they’re angels. But angels don’t kill. And we got two bodies in the morgue that look like they’ve been “serial-crushed by some huge friggin’ guy”.
It looks like we’ve got us a cowboy.
Oh really! I might just be wanting a bagel with my coffee.
