User blog comment:FiftyShadesOfJay/NEW purge games/@comment-4149000-20140715012826

I get out of bed, realizing how late I've allowed myself to sleep in. I run downstairs, grabbing my messenger bag. I start to shove in all types of weapons from my kitchen. I throw in my butcher knives, my steak knives, my butter knives, anything I can get my hands on. I then head down to my basement and change into a pale blue dress and put my Obama mask in my bag. I shove on my boots and grab my assortment of throwing knives, hanging on the well, well sharpened from last years Purge. I shove them in my boot leg and start to run upstairs before realizing I forgot one thing. I slowly head to the kitchen and grab a frying pan, hanging iddly above the island. I then run out of the house, grabbing my small vile of poison and shoving it into my bag as I run out the house and to Bekah's.