The chips are down kid. Have you got what it takes?
I didn’t think so. The very essence of you is damp. Limp. Flaccid and worthless. D’ya know that?
Of course you do. You look at it every day. I’d say it oozes out of you but even that is giving you too much credit. You understand? Oozing is too dynamic for you.
Am I surprised?
No. To reiterate it’s writ large on you. A sandwich board floating on the insipid sludge beneath.
Now get the fuck out of here.