Kane and Lynch's trailer song is stuck in my head. Its really cool.

SOmehow I feel like wielding akimbo pistols whilst my partner cocks his shotgun. I want to feel hot spent bullet casings cascading down my thighs, as I fire off shot after shot next to my pyschotic partner.

Ahhh.. good times :)

I crave for a lot of things, but right now the thing I crave most is running my fingers thru  your hair and serenading you to sleep.

But thats not going to happen.

And thats why I want to go shoot something.