fluffy The excerpt presented here gives a pretty good indication of what the whole thing is like.
zatojones "If I withhold the truth, may I go straight to Hell where I will eat naught but burning hot coals and drink naught but burning hot cola, where fiery demons will punch me in the back, where my soul will be chopped into confetti and be strewn upon a parade of murderers and single mothers, where my tongue will be torn out by ravenous birds..."
Knuckles Threats to life
And to your fitness
Fear them both
When you're a witness