Merely mourning

These annoying, fucking retards and their even more annoying, fucking vuvuzelas. And firecrackers. And horns. And voices. Mute them all, and do so permanently! It's a goddamn soccer match, that's all! Nobody's praising me for doing my job either, so go away, play with plutonium. That you may slowly mutate to death, and please - under greatest, torturing agony. That would finally give me some pleasure. He, watching your melting faces could put a smile on my face even. Isn't that worth it?