Sleece Is an Infinite

Sleece is an infinite. Sleece can't take them, sleep's unconscious. Then I do the whole thing like in Princess Bride and put him in his mouth and munch with my hands. Dude can't even eat. This guy stinks. Carry out with eight, the miracle man's little thing without, with being half dead. So we can make this happen. Hey, hey, make Princess Bride references all day. That's fine. But no, no, Sleece sucks. We should just let him die.