You know that my greatgrandmother fed the nazis who killed all of her family to pigs after flaying them alive? That's a good revenge.
But I have thought up a much more cruel one, though it can only be enjoyed super cold.
You know how Pinochet and Mussolini and other shits' descendants often sympathize with them?
Well, when I am an old lady, I will find a bunch of such descendants. I will be walking up to them, quoting central ideas of their fash progenitors to them, verbatim, with lots of detail.
I will wait for them to dismiss it as absolute nonsense and walk away cackling.
I, personally, will outlive every single one of these unbreakable spirits, historical foundations, bases of civilization, every single tale of blood and purity, and I will rub it in their descendants faces who will blissfully reject them.
