Let me be crystal clear: It is my sincerest hope that next year's excess death statistics comes from people like you lying in the streets with your insides on your outsides, next to your families and everyone you hold near and dear.
I look forward to seeing you disemboweled in a .webm on the darkweb.
I hope you die. Literally. You and everyone like you. I hope you die. Painfully. Publicly. I hope examples are made of you. And your family. And your friends.
I hope you are strung up from bridges and your corpses set on fire.
This coming from the guy who says...
...off the rails indeed