DeadEye on 23 October 2010
David Tennent
I despise his exsistence. I curse him with every fibre of my being. He disgusts me, I abhor him. Every day when I wake up I hope he has suffeed a grusome, painful, slow and utterly humiliating death. He is a foul beast who stains humanity. He looks and sounds like a ***i gone wrong. I loathe him and if I ever meet him I shall cleave the skin from his bones, tear him limb from limb and erase his very soul from history.
