Call me...Dame Edna. I was being sarcastic up there^. But life isn't all THAT bad.. well.. yes it is. Do you people not understand that? I quickly tire of hearing you scream, as I glare at you my eyes beam soon you do not know but will be dead and will regret every word you said as I stab you ,the knife I twist I will feel the death I have long missed deep down you know that you deserved it and I am the one who has reserved it this gift I give you, I hand you with pleasure and this memory I will forever treasure.