Carl's Venture To The Maternity Ward V2

>As Carl is wandering the corridors of the   hospital while whistling a little tune to himself, he spots a maternity ward and decides to take a look inside of it
A maternity ward in a murderous arena, huh?
Sounds about right, even though it's one hell of a fuckin' terrible idea, sort of like sharing a needle around in a group of fuckin' heroin addicted fuckwits who has HIV and jamming it into your own god damn vein while knowing you'll get fuckin' AIDS from it without a fuckin' doubt!
>Carl muttered to himself as steadily walks around the infants, not really paying any attention to the names, that was until he noticed the name "Smirnov" on one of the babies' crib
Well, I guess it's better to nip it in the bud rather than letting it florist to say the least of it, haha!
>Carl proclaimed to himself before snatching the baby up with his right hand, lifting him up high up into the air and smacking his cranium onto the maternity ward's floor, leaving only a bunch of brain matter, a puddle of blood and tiny skull fragments to prove the baby's head even existed in the first place