How the genie looks at me when I give an elaborate, detailed, inhuman series of spontaneous painful tortures to randomly befall the Edomite and Shabbos elites and specify that I don't want them to die...
"-then I want Netenhayu's testicles to swell to the size of grape fruits. Not too quickly! I want him to savor the horror of what is happening to his body. Maybe takes about a minute total. His left nut explodes, tearing open his already rashed out scrotum from the one Australian plant that makes you wish you were dead. The other however recesses into his pelvis. A few hours later he will have to pass it through his urethrea... HEY, you stopped writing this down. Don't make me repeat it we have thousands more to go."