I sigh and drag the bag out to the garage, mimicking my mother as I went in a nasally voice. "I told you to chop him up...I gave you life...Do what I say, I gave you life...erg!" I toss the bag down the stairs into our garage then walk down behind it. I didn't want to chop him up. Its disgusting!<br/><br/>I didn't even mean to kill him! But he'd just been sitting there on the subway, giving me weird looks, and I controlled myself until he started getting closer. It was pure self defense! I grab a chain saw off the wall and start it up. This was not going to be a pleasant night...