Person A. "You're sick, you know that? Evil and twisted and-"
Person B. "I'm not evil, or cruel, I'm... Calculated. I know how to play the game, and I know that sometimes winning means sacrificing a player or two. I'd take a look at my place on the board if I were you. It seems rather precarious from where I'm standing."
There you go, based on a vision my brain conjoured up about me finally beating my deranged brother in law in a battle of wits and not having to face the consequences of it. One day I'll be able to tell him how much the family hates him, but for now we must all play along.















