It carried by the hair it's severed head,
which swayed within its hand just like a lantern;

--Dante Inferno

Weak minds come in families. I'm now a part of this little family firm. Not my family, thank god, and it's about to leave that family for good. I got the son to push out the father, and soon enough, he'll fall too.

It's a good thing to win, this place. Everything else around seems pretty dismal. A snotty faced kid, a slightly smug, slightly sleazy guy next door, and so on.