Greetings foul worm, hath been a many eons since we lasteth spake. How is yond bitch of yours? Oh what wast its nameth? Cunt? Chode? Cholera? Cancer? AH YES!! CANCER!! I remember it clearly! Has’t finally keel’d over? If I recall, you claimed it to be a Stage IV disabled slab of meat. Regardless, thy troubles art meaningless to everything, everywhere. So what goeth on in thy mortal realm that may actually concern me, you worthless cretin!?