What would happen if Serial Killers, and one Serial Hypnotiser made friends on Facebook?
Welcome to another installment of Serial Killer’s on Facebook. For those of you just joining us, what we have here is a social experiment. We wanted to see what would happen if we took the identities of serial killers and put them on a social network such as Facebook. Most of us have had our serial killers chosen for us by the “What Serial Killer Are You?” application on the Facebook site itself. But for those of us who couldn’t get into the application, or took the quiz and scored one of the other serial killers already in the group, they got to pick who they wanted to be. Lucky bastards! So let’s start with a roll call.
Stacy – John Wayne Gasy. AKA Pogo The Clown.
Emily – Ted Bundy
Michelle – Ed Gein AKA Buffalo Bill
Chrisitna – Gary Ridgeway AKA The Green River Killer
Jeremy – Jeffrey Dahmer.
Ron – Charles Manson
Ryan – Mr. Herman Webster Mudgett. AKA Dr. Henry Howard Holmes
Larry – The Zodiac Killer
Jennifer – Countess Elizabeth Báthory de Ecsed
John Wayne Gacy – I am having a serious problems with the lack of commitment to this club. I ordered us matching jackets (and a shawl for the Countess) but I have yet to receive any money from any or you. At least Ridgeway, Manson, and Ed are kind enough to stop by and say hi once in a while. But ever since Thanksgiving things between us have been strained. I’m sorry if my yams didn’t have marshmallows on them. What do you want from me? I’m a borderline diabetic! At least Ridgeway will play games with me. I feel so alone. Someone please hold me.
Gary Ridgeway – I WAS STABBED!!!!! I was stabbed at a holiday party and I am still here- what is your guys excuse???? Selfish pricks!
John Wayne Gacy – THAT WAS DAHMER!!! That bastard owes me money!!! And I’m guessing you don’t remember because of the blood loss and the fact you blacked out for 20 or so minutes. But if I hadn’t poured those uncooked instant mashed potatoes on your stab wounds you would have died for sure. Well that, and the blood transfusion courtesy of the Countess. But I’m sure it was the potatoes. Oh and the Zodiac also called 119 for you. And no that is NOT a typo.
Gary Ridgeway – and I sooo appreciate all of that but where are they now?? Huh? Huh???
John Wayne Gacy – My point exactly!!! Stab and run! I see how it is. Well fuck you guys! Ridgeway and I will have a two man club. Two men is all we need. Do you hear us?
John Wayne Gacy – Somehow I don’t think they care.:(
Zodiac Killer – Im a killer, not a mathematician! so unless you see rails on my ass, get off it!
John Wayne Gacy – Make that a three man club!!!!!
Gary Ridgeway – Hey Zodiac! Got Crabs? hahahahaha
John Wayne Gacy – Three. I see three killers. Ha ha ha.
John Wayne Gacy- Wait. I’m still interested in the part where there are rails on his ass.
Zodiac Killer – OH, HA HA HA, good one. . . . got me! Ill never kiss you again!
Gary Ridgeway – Hahahaha- hey wait a minute! 😉
John Wayne Gacy – Do you two need a moment
Zodiac Killer – NO! thats what got here to begin with.
John Wayne Gacy – Please post pics.
Zodiac Killer – Oh, youd like that wouldnt you. Youd post them everywhere you could find a spot! TMZ, here we cum!
Ed Gein – Hi
John Wayne Gacy – Ah Ed. A man of many words.
I hope you enjoyed our little conversation and found it educational as well. We have been doing research on ourselves as well as on each other so we know what buttons to push, how to compliment one another, and for basic knowledge. Until next time, sleep tight.
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