Your turn, you little shit.

Well hello there, sunshine! This spectacular rascal was handpicked for the role of an affectionately prepared DRIED SLIVER OF FLESH for HER. Indeed, this gift will be sent across paradoxspacetime directly into the hive of YOUR ESTEEMED ASSOCIATE!! After all, what sort of girl wouldn’t appreciate a delightful sliver of viscera like the one splayed and flayed before you? In fact, you just sent her a writhing specimen quite similar to the one before you. You wonder how that one's doing?

Ensure the piece of shit had a safe flight.