I watched Cap with his constant hard on and triple folded neck, jam the face of Vict, the toothpick deep into the anus of Dave the camel "Drink the shit," Cap screams. "Drink the shit" Cap ranted. "Love the shit" Cap vomited. "Suck that shit" Cap raged. Cap's a man with greens he rubs them on his cock every night dreaming of GDP, skyscrapers, and silicon tits. Victs a man born of dirt subsisting on scum collecting in the cracks of his mother's kitchen after I watched Cap fuck Vict to death for power, status, and fame Vict's limbs were hacked off along with his eyeballs and dick shoved into a meat grinder, diluted and blended with piss and sold at the mall for $30 a bottle "Profi Komandir," eau de toilette. A billion tears of irony will drown all those that choose to see.