^Of course, Amrit is to die at my hands today - ironic, isn't it?I am to assassinate him on his birthday right after I do a little footwork and him and I have a boxing match. After I slice his hands off, it'd be me going all hands of glory and him doing the roper doper, bop and weave and cane-cutters swing.
On a side note, if he would walk with some roti, I'd spare his life and we'll start up ye ole bond fire and converse about our mutual hate for all of you and have a hearty guffaw, etc.
