Hey, kid. What do you know about your ancestry? What do you make of it? Does it matter to you? Should it matter to your fellow trolls?
oh, this again. the insistent questions. the grim reminders. as if you didn’t already know. as if you weren’t already motherfucking aware. ahem. “ ancestry don’t mean jack - motherfuckin’ - shit. shit’s fuckin’ whack. some people can live with it, while other motherfuckers have to suffer. if you ask me, my sorry motherfuckin’ ass is cursed. to the highest motherfuckin’ degree. it’s somethin’ i’m gonna always have to fuckin’ deal with. ”
“ listen yo, i’ve put my motherfuckin’ calcium column into makin’ sure my ass doesn’t have another dumbass murdering spree. i repent and resent all the motherfuckin’ bullshit i put my friends through, from the bottom of my motherfuckin’ pumper. ”
“ now, i don’t wanna hear about this shit again. you think i like being reminded that my motherfuckin’ bloodline’s full of these … these punk - ass, occult - ass, cold - blooded psychopaths ? motherfucker, i’m tryin’ to live my life ! i can’t be asked to worry about that shit. don’t bring that shit up again, ya dig ? or you and i are gonna have another talk. and i ain’t too keen on lecturin’ motherfuckers - that’s more like kankri’s department - but bet your ass that i will. ”
