Yesterday we witnessed the future. Who watched last event knows what I'm talking about: Albini is clearly a fighter made in laboratory, with pieces selected and mounted in one body. I'm wondering how far genetic manipulation and scientific advances will lead us. The future no longer seems to be a good place to live... Let's analyze: THE HEAD The head of an accountant who works at the Center, at most 165lbs, who earns a misery, badly nourished and poor money left at the end of the month to pay all bills. Lives in a rented in the suburb and your face reflects there is no fun or purpose in your life. He is a person who is just passing through here on Earth. His biggest fun is spending the weekends at home watching TV. THE BODY Body of a full-fledged virgin 16-year-old teenager who is quite overweight and who spends your time playng LOL or watching LOL stream of other virgins. Your diet is based on Chips, Cookies and Soda. HIP AND LEGS Hip and legs of a fat woman of 5’3 and 190lbs. One of those who have no sense of ridicule and keep posting bikini photos in instagram boasting their legs full of skin and cellulite. THE MONSTER At last we have this Frankenstein mounted with 3 different sets of pieces. Albini is a test tube, it is an experience to show that this type of experience is already possible. We have to thank the heavens that genetic manipulation and body transfusion still crawls, so Albini is still a fighter to be desired. But on the day that science reaches its excellence, we are all unemployed and our lives at risk with these genetically superior soldiers. Maybe all this explains why he struggled with diapers last night. The scientists who did it still could not adequately control the monster's physiological needs, so he could shit himself in the octagon yesterday night. This also explains the boring face that Albini presented throughout the fight and out of the Octagon. To know of its empty existence, which he is a creature fruit of genetic experiments and that has no soul. His blasé expression just wants to say one thing: Kill me, please.