Oh yeah, because in fact much more heat is what these stubborn and useless punks deserve, eh? Since none of them are going to be buried. No, no way, every single one of them is just going to be cremated to ashes, you know? Sheesh! but what else could they expect? ¿Huh?

So, being me an old Cranky Gandalf with great knowledge and good taste in music. I thought that the most merciful and compassionate thing we could do with these useless and worthless punks is to try to acclimatize them from now on to the intense heat that they will have to face very soon in transition to the eternal fire to which they will be subjected forever "down there" where they come from and have always liked to be.

And for this preheating, warm-up, tanning and progressive roasting job. I have chosen only a handful of my best and most powerful succubi experts in the culinary arts of applying excessive heat to their "kitchen pieces" in a gradual, tormenting and painful way to slowly pulverize them, but without greatly affecting their useless soul and their cold spirit so that they can then enjoy forever the room temperature of the sweet place where they will end up for eons. For all eternity!

«The Punks»

¡Burn Punks!

¡Gradually but painfully punks!