I heard they talk about me as if I am not a leader. Watch out... I'm a walking paradox.. I will kill thy Jewish. You mess with me, you mess with my boy Tony. Literally...us Nazi's and Italians are best friends. To be a leader you must maintain the skills of knocking out a fellow male specimen, even woman....and kids.... up side the noggin, You know... teach them a thing or two. I've seen more blood then Nosferatu...look...his teeth are perfectly white.
I like the sight of my enemies bowing down to my every word. I love hearing the screams of begging and the people shouting, "Let me go!!", "HELP ME!" That is the sign of a leader... having everyone shouting or either against your name..THE WORLD LOVES ME.
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