Minimum_reduction wrote:Oh, and who said stalking isn't cool? It's like a sport. Instead of stalking a train with a camera, you stalk a woman. Guns and knives are optional accessories, as are rohypnol tablets.
Until you get your arse busted by the pigs. Then it's time to go and spend some time in the slammer with Nigel where your arse becomes the size of a dinner plate. Then again some people might enjoy that!
