Many, many years ago, there was a old farmer who lived on a farm with his wife and two kids. The old farmer would beat his wife and did even worse to his kids whenever he felt like it. He would drink at the same bar every nighand pick fights with other customers.
One night, the old farmer finally snapped. He went to the stable to grab an axe. He went back to the house and quietly walk into his own bedroom; He beheaded his wife. The thirst of blood and murder grew. He went to his son's room and chopped him into tiny pieces, which was scattered everywhere. Finally, he went into his daughter's room and gutted her.
As soon as he knew what he has done, the old farmer went to the stable and hung himself to death.
You shouldn't go near any woods or a large wooded area and say "Madman Mars" loud enough to have him hear. They say that he is still wondering, looking people to kill. You might be one of them.
One night, the old farmer finally snapped. He went to the stable to grab an axe. He went back to the house and quietly walk into his own bedroom; He beheaded his wife. The thirst of blood and murder grew. He went to his son's room and chopped him into tiny pieces, which was scattered everywhere. Finally, he went into his daughter's room and gutted her.
As soon as he knew what he has done, the old farmer went to the stable and hung himself to death.
You shouldn't go near any woods or a large wooded area and say "Madman Mars" loud enough to have him hear. They say that he is still wondering, looking people to kill. You might be one of them.
