I'll hit you in such a way ... which not even the devil would have used on his step children

I'll keep you locked up for so many days ... until you earn enough money for the government by grinding flour ... which would cover the expenses of the government for building the jail

It's a blessing of god that you came to my house ... sometimes I close my door and sometimes I open it

I have so much poison in me ... that even the devil won't be able to stay alive after cutting me