Don't you have one person you know?
That you just want to strangle
and punch
and stab
and slash
and kick
and hang
and dangle over a cliff
and drown in a lake
and hang upside and beat with a stick
and pelt with hot coal and light on fire
and afflict with voyria while making them tapdance
and impale over and over with a salt covered blade
and bash their head into a wall until the wall falls?


Yeah.
Me too.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Chronos, in the year 606 AF.