Where to fucking start? The Hohmann keeps a fucking Rancor
in the back of his
motherfucking room. He has a fucking trident and controls the
mother fucking sky. He's gonna mess you the fuck up with linquistics which YOU CAN'T EVEN COMPREHEND. He's a fucking monk, and knows his way around YOUR FUCKING EXISTANCE. He eats the souls of screaming children for FUCKING BRUNCH. Eat shit; Hohmann is the man.