When there's no more room in hell, black demolitions experts from the Scottish Highlands will charge at you with obsolete bladed war implements and forcibly separate your skull from your top vertebra. Okay maybe not necessarily the top one. Probably more like the fifth-and-a-half one. Actually there can also be plenty of room in hell. And in fact there probably needs to be to store all of the bodiless heads of ignoramuses who were ignoramus-y enough to piss off a black demolitions expert from the Scottish Highlands wielding an obsolete bladed war implement who would charge at you to forcibly separate your skull from your not-so-top vertebra. Especially one with a blond afro.

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