Spider:

Okay, the news thing with the puppies? And the heroin? It just makes me SEETHE. Boiling, sobbing, hatred and rage, as in I hope you die and they bring you back, so they can kill you again, like a combination of Bobbittizing and that lady who "accidently" backed over her husband three times, only more so, and then you go to hell, and you have to feel it all over again, while everyone you ever hurt gets to take a shot. Repeatedly.


You Bastards.