listen to me. if i ever happen across the boss baby, all of time will know. what i will do to the boss baby will erase him from the past, present and future. damnatio memoriae for the boss baby. i am going to stick my fingers into a soft spot and hold him like a bowling ball. i will knead his gray matter into scrambled eggs and then throw him at a sheet rock wall as hard as i can. i will get out a stud finder to find the studs in the wall specifically so i can throw him into them. all attempts to save the boss baby from me will result in further casualties. no jail can hold me while the boss baby breathes. "what if he survives long enough to stop being a baby?" impossible. there is no world where i do not kill the boss baby before he reaches childhood. i am armed, ready and willing. my nostrils have found the boss babys wretched scent and there is nowhere he can ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hide. i have a picture of the boss baby printed out and taped to my wall and i punch it 1000 times a day. i was put on this earth to eliminate the boss baby. i can feel it. ♥♥♥♥ yeah.