STEWIN' UP TROUBLE golden girls vs. losers

Once the old bitch is dead, Finnick and my Mother beat the hell out of the other one, before she ultimately runs away. While my mother is busy inspecting everything like the snoopy bitch she is, I wind up the two old lady's fingers I still have to a circle, and strap one of the cat's to the top with some excess hair. Beautiful. I slip the finger ring into Finnick's pocket and pray he'll actually use it, because come on, their days are numbered and with everybody rapid dying, they'll need each other. Plus, I'm dying and will probably die tomorrow, I know that much.

(gives Finnick a finger ring: -3 fingers)