The tale you are about to read will shock and horrify you.
It is a story of a person intentionally running over
another person with a two-ton Caddy, in cold blood, in front
of dozen's of witnesses. The fact that this is a true story
is bad enough. What will curdle your blood is that it gets
far worse.
Dateline: December 12, 1997 - Amarillo Texas
A group of Punks had had enough of the knuckle-dragging jocks, who in
typical primate-like behavior attacked anything that differed from what they
perceived as "normal." A massive fight ensued, resulting in one Dustin Camp
deciding to use his car as a weapon. Camp ran
down a kid named Brian Deneke with enough force to crush his skull & chest, as
well as rip
the collarbone clean out of his body.
Now here's where it gets worse.
You would expect that with all the witnesses (both in the car and the in parking
lot) that this would be an open & shut case. And because it's Texas, Dustin Camp
would be spending the rest of his life trying to find the happy place, as his
pudgy, pink, hairless anus is invaded and filled with the backed-up semen of a
hundred fellow inmates. Instead, local sleazeball and Satan's chief cocksucker
& jism-drinker, Warren L.
Clark not only got the murder charge dropped down to manslaughter, but made
it seem like the victim actually had it coming. I should also mention that
Dustin Camp didn't spend a single day behind bars whatsoever.
Currently, Dustin Camp is walking around a free man, probably unrepentant of
his crime. His friends cannot understand why people point at him in the street,
and why he has to endure the various court-assigned limitations that come with
probation. He can't go hunting, go to a party, and has to be home by 10PM every
night.
After all, he said he was sorry, what more do you want?
