From a snowflake's point of view

All this fuckers keep competing. I told them “There is no point in getting first, you’ll just get crushed beneath the rest of us” but no, Timmy had to come and make one of his moves and convince everyone that maybe it was a good idea. I mean it’s not even fair, those freaky disfigured beings keep all kinds of silly crap around them and there is no point competing if some of us are going to fall into those f*****g warm diagonal things that top the other rectangular ones, still everyone keeps doing it, even after Carl’s incident last year. The poor snowflake, he didn't deserve to be disfigured into one of those silly tall white fat toys the disfigured beings keep stabbing with twigs and carrots.