(disturbing)

Murderer self pwnt, letter was used to re-convict and sentence author to death, courts would not hear the appeals, dude got fried by the electric chair two hours ago. Dude should be featured on Americas Dumbest Murderers because until writing the letter he was only sentenced to life in prison.

Quote :

" “Mr. Ebert, “Since I have already been indicted on first degree murder and the Va. Supreme Court said that I can’t be charged with capital murder again, I figured I would tell you the rest of what happened on Jan. 29, 1999, to show you how stupid all of y’all mother fuckers are. “Y’all should have known that there is more to the story than what I told by what I said. You had it in writing that I planned to kill the whole family. Since I planned to kill the whole family, why would I have fought with Stacie before killing her? She had no idea I was planning to kill everybody and talked and carried on like usual, so I could’ve stabbed her up at any time because she was unsuspecting. “I had other plans for her before she died. You know I came back to the house after Bobby’s lunch break was over and he had went back to work. When I got back, she was on the phone so I went inside and I laid down on the couch. When the cab came to bring me my pager, I ran out of the house and she jumped and got off the phone and came off the porch to see why I ran out of the house like I did. “When the cab left we went in the house. I laid on the couch again and she went to her room and got her clothes and went downstairs to do her laundry. When she went downstairs, I got up and shut and locked the back door and went downstairs. We talked while she put her clothes in the wash. We continued talking when she had everything in the wash and I reached over and touched her tit and asked if she wanted to fuck. She said no, because she had a boyfriend. “I started arguing with her because she had never turned anybody down because of having a boyfriend. “We started walking upstairs, arguing the whole time. When we got upstairs we went to her room and she turned the radio off. After she turned the radio off I pushed her onto her bed and grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands down by her head and sat on top of her. I told her that all I wanted to do was fuck her and then I would leave and that we could do it the easy way or the hard way. “She said she would fuck me so I got up. After I got up, she got up and started fighting with me and clawed me face. We wrestled around a little and then I slammed her to the floor. When she hit the floor I sat on top of her and pinned her hands down again. She said she would fuck me and I told her that if she tried fighting with me again, I would kill her. “When I got up she stood up and kept asking me why I was doing this and all I kept saying is take your clothes off. Finally she undid her pants and pulled them down to her ankles. She was getting ready to take them the rest of the way off and the phone rang. When she heard the phone she pulled her pants back up and said she had to answer the phone. I pushed her back and said no. She said that she wouldn’t say anything about me being there and I told her no and to take her clothes off. “She tried to get out of the room again and I pushed her back and pulled out my knife. I guess she thought I was just trying to scare her and that I wouldn’t really stab her because she tried to leave again. “When she got to me and tried to squeeze between me and the door jam I stabbed her. When I stabbed her, she fell back against the door jam and just looked at me with a shocked look on her face. “When I pulled the knife out she stumbled a couple steps and fell in her sister’s room. I walked over and looked at her. I saw that she was still breathing so I stepped over her body and into the bedroom. Then I put my foot on her throat and stepped up so she couldn’t breath. Then I stepped down and started stomping on her throat. Then I stepped back onto her throat and moved up and down putting more pressure to make it harder to breathe. “When I didn’t see her breathing anymore, I left the room and got some iced tea and sat on the couch and smoked a cigarette. You know the rest of what happened after that point. “I would like to thank you for saving my life. I know you’re probably wondering how you saved my life, so I’ll tell you. “You saved my life by fucking up. There were 2 main fuck-ups you made that saved me. The first was the way you worded my capital murder indictment. The second was the comment you made in your closing argument when you said we won’t know because he won’t tell us. “One more time, thank you! Now y’all know everything that happened in that house at 8023 McLean St. on Jan. 29, 1999. “I guess I forgot to mention these events when I was being questioned. Ha Ha! Sike! “I knew what y’all would be able to prove in court, so I told you what you already knew. Stacey was dead and no one else was in the house so I knew ya’ll would never know everything she went through unless she came back to life. “Since the Supreme Court said I can’t be charged with capital murder again, I can tell you what I just told you because I no longer have to worry about the death penalty. And y’all are supposed to be so goddamn smart. I can’t believe that y’all thought I told you everything. “Well, it’s too late now. Nothing you can do about it now so fuck you you fat, cocksucking, cumguzzling, gutter slut. I guess I’ll see your bitch ass on Dec. 18 at trial because I’m not pleading to shit. Tell the family to be ready to testify and relive it all again because if I have to suffer for the next 50 or 60 years or however long then they can suffer the torment of reliving what happened for a couple of days. “I’m gone. Fuck you and anyone like you or that associates with people like you. I almost forgot, fuck your god, too. Jesus knows how to suck a dick real good. Did you teach him? “Well, die a slow, painful, miserable death. See ya punk. “Do you just hate yourself for being so stupid and for fuckin’ up and saving me? “Sincerely, “Paul Powell.”"

http://www.imsurroundedbyidiots.com/people-on-death-row-in-virginia/paul-warner-powell/

3/18/2010 10:48:06 PM

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3/18/2010 10:52:24 PM

it's not so bad. I've seen worse letters written to Santa.

3/18/2010 10:53:38 PM

Quote :

"“Do you just hate yourself for being so stupid and for fuckin’ up and saving me?"

I wonder what went through his mind when he found out he could be re-tried, convicted, & sentenced and the letter could be used as evidence.

3/18/2010 10:58:31 PM

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"When the cab came to bring me my pager"

i had already seen this story, so i knew it wasn't coming, but i thought of YO HOLMES lol

3/18/2010 11:02:25 PM

i was waiting for the yo holmes to bel air
[Edited on March 18, 2010 at 11:03 PM. Reason : ^ OH SHUT UP DWEEDLE YOU IDEA THIEF]

3/18/2010 11:02:57 PM

Quote :

"ANOTHER DWEEDLE SWOOP"

3/18/2010 11:06:11 PM

SWOOP THERE IT IS

3/18/2010 11:06:52 PM

you just got dweedled?

3/18/2010 11:07:44 PM

3/18/2010 11:10:52 PM

I think it is neato how that has become a TWW meme.

3/18/2010 11:12:30 PM

and everytime i see about someone getting the electric chair i think of these things:

3/18/2010 11:14:22 PM

seriously. after the fucker wrote that letter. why the fuck did they even wait?

3/18/2010 11:36:20 PM

bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

3/19/2010 9:45:09 AM

i wondered why the world suddenly felt a little better the other day

3/19/2010 12:45:55 PM