Baby-eater, what taste is better than babies?
Friend-melter, sure the coot makes you conscious.
I mean,choking, dying, hurt, demonical, so, so gross.
But silly! You didn’t want to be monster.
Now you are.
You are the worst!
Don’t you love it, inquisitor, monster, serial killer?
Tell us what to do, dickwad. What joy!