If I were a murderer, I think my weapon of choice would be kindness. I would find a homeless person and take him to a nice 5 course dinner. After that, we would go dancing and cap off the night with a handsome cab ride through central park.
Soon enough, he would be lying face down in a pool of his own blood but hey I was kind to the guy. What’s the sentence for kindness, judge? Huh?
Oh. I guess it’s 15 to life.