You are a gut maggot with no guts.
We'll be chopped up before you can say 'King Maggot'.
Once a maggot, always a maggot.
You deserve to die," I whisper, suddenly realizing Iv'e said the words aloud. "Excuse me?" "Nothing. " "Not nothing. You just told me that I deserve to be maggot feed. " "Not maggot feed, just-" "Dead!" "Forget it" "I don't know why I said that. Just daydreaming, I guess. " "Daydreaming about my death?" "Forget it", I repeat. "Are you sure you aren't still mad that I wouldn't let you borrow my vintage fishnet leggings?" "More like I didn't want to borrow them.