President Madhu must now kill to sate his bloodlust.
You look like my mom.
Dude I aint gonna be no one's mom, 'kay?
My mom would make me shave her legs. I... wanna stab... stab stab stab... you you you... stab you good... good, stab, good, you stabbed, good, stab... I WANNA STAB YOU!
Hey, yer kin'a cute. Wanna' go have coffe with me at my apartment? We could maybe do this stabbing thing that you want.
