It's been two whole weeks since I killed me a man, and already I'm starting to get the itch. Problem is, I ain't got nothing to scratch. God I'm hungry. Hungry for action. Hungry for blood! Hell...I'm just plain old hungry.
Feel I'm getting weaker, while charlie's growing stronger in the jungle. I can't lose my edge. I've gotta keep my strength up. I've gotta maintain discipline! Because the hard reality is...I've gotta get a job.
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