Pound For Pound, You're A Better Child-Murderer Than Anybody On The Streets Today Day!
I DON'T WANNA HEAR NONE O' THAT poor wittle me, I ain't no good BULLSHIT!!!
There's a hundred kid killers out there hackin' away and using tired old gags like candy out a car window or shopping cart swipin' and every last one of 'em wishes they could follow your trail of blood for just five paces. Like they'd have the wherewithall to get anything out of it.
I tell you son, I know I'm supposed to be the mentor here, but when I watch you kill kids, it's like church. I feel like I just enrolled in the best damn class my community junior college has to offer. Now put those used underoos back on your head and go get started on some kid killin! You're the best there ever was, best there ever will be.
By the way, your shift at Chuck E Cheeze started a half hour ago. Don't forget to clean the tear-drops off your giraffe costume.
Happy Pound For Pound, You're A Better Child-Murderer Than Anybody On The Streets Today Day!