SERIAL KILLERS I’D SEX UP
Let’s face it—serial killers are total dreamboats. I mean, Anders Behring Breivik? Have you been following his trial? Did you know he is actually 13-feet-tall? Can you imagine that Aryan Thor ravaging your vagina? There’s just something about blood-splattered bad boys that makes me want to tame their animalistic spirit and then mount them like a wild, majestic horse that I am about to have sex with. While I may never find my perfect Patrick Bateman IRL, there are several other swoon-worthy psychos who are, thankfully, too sick to be fictional.
