Such a good boy he looked. A boy no one in a million years would guess set such fires! And in the basement of a convent, no less! Any mother would melt from shame!
Dear Mr. Jack Warner, I’m sending this in the hope you need a new Clark Gable.
Ruthie, this is the boy who gave the affliction to me
Subject #377 Chronic onanist, prognosis grim
I hope this squeaky clean lad had a wonderful life.
That smirk was nothing a hammer couldn’t fix.
Taxidermy is my love language.