The Traditional Torturing of the Peeps

I ate this little guy's family and let him sit in the remains to get stale all day while I did some boring English homework.
He begged and he pleaded but my heart is cold.


Look at how innocent he seems. Looks can be deceiving, mind you. Behind that cute little sugar coating is an evil mind waiting to be unleashed at full potential.


I tried many times to catch him on fire with a lighter.
But it didnt work.


I didnt get very far in the torture process with the lighter.



So I switched to matches and while he didn't catch on fire, he got burned pretty intensely. Like totally 3rd degree, dude.



here are some cool pictures of FIRE. Because we all love FIRE.





Finally I pulled out the big guns (no pun intended) and "borrowed" a small bullet out of the box of 500 or so. I didnt think anyone would miss it.


My photographer got a cool pic of the gun powder fire.



Finally I got mad that he wouldnt catch on fire and I impaled him with the wasted matches.



Then i continued to pull them back out, taking with them little pieces of gut.






Then I dumped water on him. This water had been standing by loyally waiting in case we accidentally caught the house on fire or actually managed to catch the peep himself on fire.



EVIL GRIN
All in a day's work my friends.

One more time...



^ total evilness right there ^

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