So, attack this tired old man! You are proving nothing!!  I will be long dead soon. No problem!  No fear! Sniveling bitches! But I'd bet my small bank account that you shit yourselves each time you contemplate your own mortality!

Yes, you will die. Ten, twenty, thirty years, gone in a flash!  Gone, and soon forgotten.

And, bitches, hell, a frozen black, frigid, solitary, totally isolated hell, awaits YOU! Have fun, fuckwads!

Hell is FOREVER!

THAT is your ultimate destiny!