You shoot only to prove.. You've.. Missed.. You still don't get it.. The way you see things.. One way.. Point being you don't get it do you.. By the time you get a clue.. I'll bury you.. Taking my knife.. practicing castration.. on your corpse.. Things like that.. Get me hard.. At about the moment.. You breathe your last.. Face strained.. One last gasp.. Taking your life.. Value.. More than you'll ever know..