To The Pain.
I’ll explain and I’ll use small words so that you’ll be sure to understand, you warthog faced buffoon.
To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles.
Then your hands at the wrists.
Next your nose.
The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right.
Then I suppose you would expect your ears?
Your ears you keep and I’ll tell you why.
So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish.
Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, “Dear God! What is that, thing?” will echo in your perfect ears.
That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.
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