Sweet
Eventually, I'll copy this over to the plastic-sheeted, sound-proofed forum and take no pleasure in surgically removing pieces, grafting them here and there... Then getting out a big, fuck-off meat cleaver and hacking at it with total disregard for blood-borne infections, laughing maniacally; on my knees, weeping, when it is done.
I'll make sure I leave enough evidence so that the corpse can be identified, by you, in the morgue.
