You see, this is what I don't get about you bad guys. You know the hero's gonna win, but you just don't die quickly. Example: this one guy in New Haven, right? City's burning, people are dying left and right, yadda, yadda, yadda. This jackhole rushes me with a spoon. A fricking spoon! And I'm dying laughing, right? So I scoop out his stupid little eyeballs with it and his kids are all: waaahh!, and-AHAHA! I cant' even... AHAHA!! He can't see where he's going. He's bumping into stuff and... I dunno, maybe you had to be there, the moral is: You're a total b!tch.