Sometimes a message needs to be repeated a few times to really sink in. This is one of those times.
It was my birthday today and you never called me. Therefore, you suck.
See, Uncle? Even Spidercrazy wants you dead.
All shall the death die!
Death comes to all, but great achievements build a monument which shall endure until the sun grows cold.Sammy's death shall be MY great achievement.
It won't be easy, but once he's gone, things will change.
I will be like David Carradine.
Hung by a nylon rope in a hotel room closet in Bangkok?
Can the sun "grow" cold?
David lives forever.
Of course it fucking can. Never question me again!
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