“Oi Thicko! What do you call all this mess?”
“Oi Thicko! Why you loafing around again?”
“Oi Thicko! You are a useless waste of space?”
As he grew older Malice found it easier to live down to this view of himself. After all if even his Da thought he was stupid who was he to think otherwise.
So as he nailed down the coffin lid he really didn’t know if things would change.