A Sneaky Card

The dregs of society. Be proud, homey... be so proud that you have found new and exciting ways to be a cunt. Except, of course, that a new degenerate cunt is born every second, and it's only a matter of time before one finds a way to kill you first.

You see, most people don't understand evolution: it's not survival of the fittest; it's survival of the most adaptable. This diseased insect may never get justice, but someone, somewhere will kill one of his descendants. Oh, that I could be there to watch.