Your fingers will hurt when I beat your hand with this regular hammer.
We have arrived, and it is now that we perform our charge.
In fealty to the God-Emperor (our undying Lord) and by the Grace of the Golden Throne, I declare Exterminatus upon your post.
I hereby sign the death warrant of an entire thread and consign a million souls to oblivion.
May Imperial Justice account in all balance.
The Emperor Protects.
Jean Stealers you say?
In the battle between good and evil, evil has more fun.