Caving in a moms for liberty cunts mouth with your steel toe boot while she layes hogtied, then doing it to the next, and the next, a whole line of them from one end of the room to the other. Caving in their disgusting pumpkin pulp mouths and leaving them to die. Worthless fucking pigs, dishonorable genetic interiors, nonhuman antilife abominations with grotesquely loose skin, like some sort of mutated pug. These filths squeal as they are descended into acid. Their putrid essense deconstructed into mere elemental particles, the evil wretched from their forms and allowed to dissipate like static electricity, leaving behind only the pure material from which this sacred world is made, a world for good ones, not a world for mindless gluttonous hateful filth.