To Lt Col. Custer (deceased).
I trust this card finds you in an interminate state. It saddens me that you ordered your 7th cavalry to shoot their horses to form a wall, and to no avail, as we had you surrounded in a pincer movement.
So I have little regret of your demise, and your 210 soldiers, who were, of course, mutilated in accordance with our long held-beliefs. May your souls walk the earth for all eternity and never ascend to heaven.
And to add to your discomfort, Chief Sitting Bull has commandeered a portrait of you, namely Custer’s Last Stand which shows you stripped of your buckskins, naked as the day you entered our world, and with a Sioux arrow fully piercing your rigid member.
Brings tears to your eyes, doesn’t it?
Historical note: it is asserted that Custer’s body was left untouched as he was not wearing army uniform. Same sentiments, however.