You'z kan drown a git wiff hiz bludd Jus az well az you'z kan wiff watah

youz arr'eadedd gitz... Timmitz seez needdz eksplain.

Youz drrownz one an youz stopz anota un...

meltitazkin it be calld...

Whyz yoo lettin da warta kroak gitz?
I sez yoo jus' stomp em both.
An' den feed em to da squigz.

You lot gotz it all 'rong. Ya chop off 'is 'ead den ya throw it in da riva'. 'E can drown betta' dat way.

Strappin' ta operaytin' tabuls and stikkin' sharp objekts into da bestest o' places.

Noes noes noes...
Timmitz keepz dem eads fer trofeez!!!

Oi likes ta grab an arm an a leg dan pull real 'ard like, dey pops real good if ye do it roight, bit go ev'rywhere!

Or if dey small 'umies, ye can beat wun ta death wid anudder one, dey both make da funniest noises as dey collide.

Shootin', den choppin', den stompin', an' den burnin'

Dunno wha' odder iz? Iz it eaten' d'ose cooked up bitz? Kuz I kinda do dat sumtimez too.

Odder weyz of killin'. If ya liek ta make a git swollo 'is own scat till 'e chowks ta deth, den odder is fer ya.

Burning. Aint nuffin like watching dem doing da burny dance!