Disclaimers: I do not own Agent Sands and I never will.
I'm fucking blind! I'm fucking blind! And Ramirez has the fucking no-balls to fucking say, "See you later." The bitch!
Ok, so what if I'm blind. I'm still the same Agent Jeffrey Sheldon Sands. Am I? Okay now I rarely change outfits now since black seems to suit this fucking phase I'm in…
Boredom kills. I want to kill. Any fucking cartel that gets in my way will have a bullet between their fucking fuckmook eyes. Their damn Mexican lives!
Where is that El fucking Mariachi? El fucking idiot! He almost ruined the whole freaking thing!
Alright I'm fucking freaked out… This fucking boy hasn't left me alone at all! What am I to do?
I'm hungry.