Grr, *mumbles something about DW's powerz of doom* If I was drunk, I wouldn't feel (or know) a thing. I'll get you next time DW or my name isn't Venin, the elite, drunken assass--*sees a bottle of beer fly through the air* OH! Shiny, flying alcoholic beverage! *chases after it*
The innocent will be spared, the guilty will be killed.
Sacrifices will be made, benefits will be gained.
I am Venin; all opposed will fall to my blade.