Yup, waiter got got my order wrong, so I took a deep breath and plunged my palm through his chest, his still beating heart held by my hand, now both through his body. I then remarked, "Cheque, please", and crushed his heart in my hand like a rotten apple. I then exited the charity soup kitchen and commenced to driving away in my Ferrari.
So, I Tore A Guy's Heart Out Of His Chest Today. (Not The Worst Thread Ever)
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