Can we have a good ol'd GTR vs Corvette thread?

Can we have a good ol'd GTR vs Corvette thread?

>inb4 janny deletes thread to control gm fangirl assmad

WTF has this got to do with BMW?

they erased the one I made about BMW having the highest maintenance cost earlier today...

and he did it for free kek!

>janny literally cannot deal with facts
kek

>yfw GM fangirls are so assmad they don't even try anymore

kek

Suicide watch obviously failed.

bump

Why are these threads constantly made? I honestly don't understand. We get it, the GT-R defeated the Corvette. But why is it that any time someone gets tired of it y'all chimp out and scream "GM FANGIRL" at everyone? Honest question please respond.

t. Jagfag

There he is. There he goes again. Look, everyone! He posted it once again! Isn't he just the funniest guy around?! Oh my God.

I can almost see your pathetic overweight frame glowing in the dark, lit by your computer screen which is the only source of light in your room, giggling like a like girl as you once again type your little Bane thread up and fill in the captcha. Or maybe you don't even fill in the captcha. Maybe you're such a disgusting NEET that you actually paid for a Veeky Forums pass, so you just choose the picture. Oh, and we all know the picture. The "epic" GT-R lap time, isn't it? I imagine you little shit laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your Doritos on the floor, but its ok, your mother will clean it up in the morning. Oh, that's right. Did I fail to mention? You live with your mother. You are a fat fucking fuckup, she's probably so sick of you already. So sick of having to do everything for you all goddamn day, every day, for a grown man who spends all his time on Veeky Forums posting about a Japshit car. Just imagine this. She had you, and then she thought you were going to be a scientist or an astronaut or something grand, and then you became a NEET. A pathetic Ricerfag NEET. She probably cries herself to sleep everyday thinking about how bad it is and how she wishes she could just disappear. She can't even try to talk with you because all you say is "V6 V6 V6 V6." You've become a parody of your own self. And that's all you are. A sad little man laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old dance that he's done a million times now. And that's all you'll ever be.

Forever...

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo

You subhuman baboon. You literal nigger.

How dare you speak, you swarthy jungle monkey. How dare you open your big lipped, rim encrusted, menthol cigarette smelling mouth?
You are human trash, Diego Tyrone LeShawn de Maradona. Universally despised, derided and mocked. Your nationality and skin tone offers no hope to the world that South America can ever prosper. Crawl back in to the Brazilian jungle you came out of, you literal orangutan.
I hope you decide to sail your grandfather’s skip to the Falklands and rape some sheep, as is in the negroes nature. It would still be the whitest pussy you ever had. Give Nigel and Robert a chance for some target practice, your sole use to the world. Argentinians obsession with a few windswept islands in the Atlantic is hilarious but sad. Coincidentally its the only worthwhile contribution Argentina has made to the medical field. The MUH LAS MALVINAS sentiment in the average negro Argentinian is both an early warning sign of autism in children, and early on set Alzheimer's in adults.
Take your black hairy fingers off your keyboard, and never talk about the human species again, you mockery of our supposed shared ancestor.. No amount of olive oil and wheat flour slabbed on your face every morning will make you white. It's about as delusional of an idea as your daydreams of European heritage.
You nigger.
You make Bolivia look like a beacon of civilization.
You are the Baltimore of South America.
Go fertilize the pampas with you and your families corpses, its the best you can hope for in life. For the first time in your life, nigger, you have a job making food for beings vastly superior to yourself. Uruguayan cattle. Coincidentally, it would be the first time an Argentinian "man" provided for a family.
Die, Diego. No one would miss you. Except for Australian Aboriginals, who now would have no one to make them look good.

What ze fuck did you just fucking say about me, you verdammter Jude? I'll have you know I graduated top of mein class in ze Hitlerjugend, and I've been involved in numerous secret Gestapo raids in Berlin, and I have over 300 million confirmed executions. I am trained in gorilla gassing and I am ze top sniper in ze entire Wehrmacht. You are nothing to me but just another race traitor. I will wipe you ze fuck out with precision ze likes of which has never been seen before on this Reich, mark mein fucking words. You think you can get away with saying zat scheiße to me over ze Internet? Think again, arschloch. As vee speak I am contacting mein secret network of spies across Deutschland and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for ze storm, blödel. Ze storm zat wipes out ze pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and zat's just with mein machinenpistole. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed kampf, but I have access to ze entire arsenal of ze Wehrmacht forces and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable arsch off ze face of ze Reich, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy blitzkrieg your little "clever" kommentar was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying ze price, you verdammter dummkopf. I will shit Zyklon B all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

Hanging yourself is also free my man.

What the darn-diddly-doodily did you just say about me, you little witcharooney? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class at Springfield Bible College, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret mission trips in Capital City, and I have over 300 confirmed baptisms. I am trained in the Old Testament and I’m the top converter in the entire church mission group. You are nothing to me but just another heathen. I will cast your sins out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in heaven, mark my diddily-iddilly words. You think you can get away with saying that blasphemy to me over the internet? Think again, friendarino. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of evangelists across Springfield and your IP is being traced by God right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggorino. The storm that wipes out the diddily little thing you call your life of sin. You’re going to Church, kiddily-widdily. Jesus can be anywhere, anytime, and he can turn you to the Gospel in over infinity ways, and that’s just with his bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in preaching to nonbelievers, but I have access to the entire dang-diddily Bible collection of the Springfield Bible College and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your sins away off the face of the continent, you diddily-doo satan-worshipper. If yonly you could have known what holy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you from the Heavens, maybe you would have held your darn-diddily-fundgearoo tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re clean of all your sins, you widdillo-skiddily neighborino. I will sing hymns of praise all over you and you will drown in the love of Christ. You’re farn-foodily-flank-fiddily reborn, kiddo-diddily.

What the Shadow Realm did you just fucking say about me, you little low level duelist? I'll have you know I graduated top of Obelisk Blue in Dueling Academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret duels in Battle City, and I have over 300 confirmed Blue-Eyes White Dragons. I am trained in Duel Monsters warfare and I'm the top Duelist in the entire Kaiba Corporation. You are nothing to me but just another Kuriboh. I will summon monsters with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Duelist Kingdom, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the other side of the Arena? Think again, Pegasus. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of friends across the globe and your mind is being crushed right now so you better switch to defense mode, and defend your life points. The Dark Hole that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call a field. Your girlfriend is dead, you fruit booty anime villain. I can be two people anywhere, anytime, and I can end this duel in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my Celtic Guardian. Not only am I extensively trained in ancient Egyptian, but I have access to the Millennium Items of the United States Army and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable Toon World off the face of the Battlefield, you little weirdo. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little Millennium Eye comment was about to bring down upon humanity, maybe you would have held your cards in hand. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, Pegasus. I will unleash fury all over the arena and then I will Mind Shuffle in it. You're fucking dead, Pegasus.

Bullshit. There is the cost of the first responders, cremation or burial fees, and printing notices. That's just for starters. You sound like one of those people that think medical care is free because you aren't paying for it.

user... in order for you to know that much about it you must have thought about it long and hard.

What the in the name of the Queen did you just fucking say about me, you little chav? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the SAS, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Ireland, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gentlemanly warfare and I'm the top rooter tooter long range shooter in the entire UK armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this great planet, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, chap. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the world and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, banger. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Royal Marines and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little muppet. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn dolt. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, mate.

What the fuck did you just say about me, you little kid? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Pedo Academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Prepubescents, and I have over 300 Gb of CP. I am trained in gorilla buttsex and I'm the top pedo in the entire US continent. You are nothing to me but just another underage asshole. I will lick you the fuck out with tongue action the precision of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, kid. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of pedos across the USA (via /b/) and your IP is being traced (I am Anonymoose) so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that will cream the pathetic little thing you call your butthole. You're gonna get buttfucked, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can buttsex you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in child molestation, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Pedophilia Front (/b/) and I will use it to its full extent to relentlessly rape your butt, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over your underage titties and you will drown in it. You’re fucked, kiddo.

Not really, it came to me in a flash.

What the desu did you just fucking desu about me, you little desu? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my desu in the Navy Desus, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret desus on Al-Desu, and I have over 300 confirmed desus. I am trained in desu warfare and I’m the top desu in the entire US armed desu. You are nothing to me but just another desu. I will desu you the fuck out with desu the likes of which has never been seen before on this desu, mark my fucking desu. You think you can get away with saying that desu to me over the desu? Think again, desu. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of desu across the USA and your desu is being traced right now so you better prepare for the spam, maggot. The spam that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your desu. You’re fucking desu, kid. I can be desu, desu, and I can desu you in over desu ways, and that’s just with my bare desu. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed desu, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Desu and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable desu off the face of the desu, you little desu. If only you could have known what unholy desu your little “desu” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking desu. But you desu, you desu, and now you’re desu, you goddamn desu. I will shit desu all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking desu, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little paralegal? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class in Harvard Law School, and Ive been involved in numerous secret raids on The Pirate Bay, and I have over 300 confirmed victories. I am trained in Cochran warfare and Im the top lawyer in the entire county. You are nothing to me but just another defendant. I will wipe you the fuck out with arguments the likes of which has never been seen before in this court, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of colleagues across the USA and your subpoena is being mailed right now so you better prepare for the prison, maggot. The prison that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your butthole. Youre fucking dead, kid. I can argue anywhere, anytime, and I can get you convicted in over seven hundred ways, and thats just without my briefcase. Not only am I extensively trained in ad hominem combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States law books and I will use them to their full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit jargon all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking guilty, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you fat dyke? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my hood in smackin bitches, and I’ve been involved in numerous flashings at feminist rallies and I have over 300 confirmed rapes. I am trained in watching TV and I’m the top misogynist in the entire US correctional system. You are nothing to me but just another skank. I will wipe you the fuck out with bitch slaps the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking dick. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, feminazi. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of pimps across the USA and your tits are being traced right now so you better prepare me a sandwich, bitch. The sandwich that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call equality. You’re fucking slapped, bitch. I can be in any kitchen, anytime, and I can slap you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare dick. Not only am I extensively trained in putting bitches in their place, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the playboy mansion and I will use it to its full extent to beat your miserable ass onto the face of the kitchen bench, you dumb slut. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “feminist” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have made my fucking dinner. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn dyke. I will shit double standards all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, slut.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you male pig? I'll have you know I graduated top of my Womyn's Studies class, and I've been involved in numerous demonstrations against oppression of womynkind, and I have over 300 signatures on my petition. I am trained in debate tactics and I'm the top speaker in the entire Feminist Frequency. You are nothing to me but just another cis scum. I will reeducate the fuck out of you with feminism the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, male oppressor. As we speak I am contacting my public network of activists across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, misogynist. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your worldview. You're fucking dead, nerd. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can disprove your biased theories in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with no preparation time. Not only am I extensively trained in rhetorics, but I have access to the entire funding of the Tropes vs Women in Video Games project and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable opinions off the face of the Internet, you rapist. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you godessdamn idiot. I will rain empowerment all over womyn and your cisprivilege will drown in it. Your rape culture is over, man.

What in the name of science did you just say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in Evolutionary Quantum Physics, and I have over 300 featured publications. I am trained in the Theory of Evolution and I'm the top scholar in the entire scientific world. You are nothing to me but another non thinker. I will teach you the Evolution of the human genome with the largest amount of scientific proof that has ever been seen; mark my words. You think you can get away with still believing in God? Think again, bigot. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of top scientists and scholars across the USA and you're going to be forced to accept science and reason, so you better prepare for your awakening, sir. The awakening that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call christianity. You'll be educated soon, sir. I can teach you anywhere, anytime, and I can recite by name over seven hundred common ancestors of man, and that's just off the top of my head. Not only am I extensively trained in scientific debate, but I have access to the entire literature of the University of Cambridge and I will use it to its full extent to bring you into Atheism, you little Jesus lover. If only you could have known what retribution your belief system was about to bring down upon you, maybe you wouldn't have challenged Atheism. But you couldn't, you didn't and now you're paying the price, you goddamned christian. I will teach the Theory of Evolution all over you and you will drown in it. You'll be an Atheist soon, kiddo.

Hwat the hell did you just freaking say about me, you little bobby? I'll have you know I graduated at the top of my class in the sales of propane and propane acessories, and I've been involved in numerous secret propane raids on Thatherton Fuels, and I have over 300 confirmed sales. I am trained in grilla warfare and I'm the top salesman in the entire Strickland Propane company. I will wipe you the hell out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in arlen, mark my god danged words. You think you can get away with saying that crap to me over the phone? Think again, boy. As we speak I am contacting my group of redneck friends across the street and your number is being traced right now so you better prepare for hell, hippie. The hell that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your charcoal grill. You're freaking dead, boy. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can sell to you in over 700 different ways. and thats just with my grill catalog. Not only am I extensively trained in the sales of propane and propane acessories, but I have access to the entire propane and grill stock of Strickland Propane and I will use it to its full extent to sell you a grill thats off the face of the great USA, you little democrat. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" charcoal grill was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your freaking money. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price you god danged idiot. I will spill propane all over you and you will drown in it. You're freaking buying, customer.

What the fuck did you just fucking say to me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the League of Shadows, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on The mob, and I have beaten over 300 confirmed criminals. I am trained in ninjitsu and I’m the top detective in Gotham You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this city, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with wearing hockey pads? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am using my secret network of sonar phones across the city and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, scum. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking done, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can beat the shit out of you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my tangerine. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Lucious Fox and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit justice all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo. Im the goddamn Batman.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Spartan Forces, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Covenant forces, and I have over 300 confirmed Brute Chieftain assassinations. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire UNSC Special Forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this sector, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over Battlenet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of ONI spies across space and your location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, split-chin. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United Nations Space Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass out of this universe, you squid-head. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your jaw. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn split-lip. I will rain lead all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, hinge-head.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you puta pequeno? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Los Zetas, and I’ve been involved in numerous executions on the Sinaloas, and I have over 300 public beheadings. I am trained in chainsaw warfare and I’m the top decapitator in all of Juarez. You are nothing to me but just another head waiting to be severed. I will detatch it with a lack of precision and cutting force the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, gringo. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of mariachi bands across the USA and a narcocorrido is being written about you right now so you better prepare for the chainsaw, gordo. The chainsaw that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your head. You’re fucking dead, paco. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in exactly one way, and that’s with my brand new Husqvarna 440 chainsaw. Not only am I extensively trained in chainsaw combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the local hardware store and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable head off the face of the body, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over your head and your head will come off in it. You’re fucking dead, gringo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little Rand-basher? I'll have you know I graduated top of Peikoff's class in Objectivism, and I've been involved in numerous internet debates with irrational haters, and I have over 300 confirmed deconstructions. I am trained in the Aristotelian philosophical tradition and I'm the top scholar in the entire Perfectivist movement. You are nothing to me but just another strawman. I will wipe you the fuck out with logic the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit about Rand over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of high school and college students across the USA and your arguments are being analysed right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your intellectual credibility. You're fucking wrong, hater. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can destroy your arguments in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my copy of Atlas Shrugged. Not only am I extensively trained in Randian ethics, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the neo-Aristotelian juggernaut and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the humanities, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. I foresee a lot of running for the hills, kiddo.

What the flip did thee just flipping gabble about me, thine miniscule bitch? I’ll have thee know I bested the most prestigious jousting class in the whole of Camelot, and I hath been involved in numerous secret marches on behalf of his Majesty, King Arthur, and I hath over 300 confirmed victories on horseback. I am trained in castle of Guerrilla warfare and I am indeed the highest ranking joustee in the entire land of Great Britannia. Thee are nothing to me but another false crossbearer. I will joust thine shambles with precision the likes of which hath never been observed in the King’s lands, mark my flipping words! Thou think thou can escape retribution by shouting that hogwash at me from afar? I implore thee to think again, peasant. As we converse I am contacting my secretive network of knights across the realm and thine footsteps are being traced right now, so thou best prepare thineself for the storm, pig-maggot! The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing thou call your armour. Thou art a flipping dead man. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill thou in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare lance. Not only am I extensively trained in mounted combat, but I hath access to the entire arsenal of the Kings Royal Army, and I shall use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable derriere off the face of the realm, thou miniscule feaces. If only thou could have foreseen what unholy retribution your little “clever” challenge was about to bring down upon thee, maybe thou would have held thee flipping tongue. But thou couldn’t, thou didn’t, and now thee art paying the price, you goddamn fool. I shall shit fury all over thou britches and thee will drown in it. Thou art flipping dead, child.

What in the Lord's name did you just say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in Ministry school, and I have over 300 confirmed conversions. I am trained in the Baptist religion and I'm the top missionary in the entire Christian world. You are nothing to me but another infidel. I will teach you the word of God with the largest gospel choir that has ever been seen, mark my words. You think you can get away with rejecting Christ? Think again, sinner. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of pastors and priests across the USA and you're going to be forced to accept Jesus as your lord and saviour, so you better prepare for your baptism, sir. The baptism that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call atheism. You're Christian soon, sir. I can teach you anywhere, anytime, and I can preach in over seven hundred languages, and that's just off the top of my head. Not only am I extensively trained in reciting the bible from memory, but I have access to the entire literature of the Archdiocese of the Americas and I will use it to its full extent to bring you into Christianity, you little atheist. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your heresy was about to bring down upon you, maybe you wouldn't have challenged the existence of God. But you couldn't, you didn't and now you're paying the price, you goddamned sinner. I will teach Christianity all over you and you will drown in it. You'll be a believer soon, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Special Ed, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the candy drawer, and I have over 300 confirmed gold stars. I am trained in gorilla conversation and I'm the top crafter in the entire US education system. You are nothing to me but just another conversation doll. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of aspies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can confuse you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed conversation, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Johnson School Gym and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit spaghetti all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I dropped out of high school and have 300 confirmed scrobbles of John Cage. I run a blog that gets 12 views per day and I only listen to music in FLAC. You are nothing to me but just another sage. I will destroy your reputation here, mark my fucking words. I have 12 identical images of an animated sun that I'm prepared to dump in your thread. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am greentexting what you previously wrote and am about to ask you to define certain words you used even though everybody knew exactly what you meant.You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can derail a thread with a single post. Not only have I listened to every classic Krautrock album, I've listened to the Scaruffi top 25, the RYM top 100, all of the patriciancore list -- you fucking name it. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will sage you and you will wallow in your anger for the rest of your pathetic day. You're fucking reported, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little pleb? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in Art School, and I've been involved in numerous listens of NMH on vinyl , and I have over 3000 confirmed songs in my Foobar 2000 playlist. I am trained in songwriting and tumblr use and I'm the top vinyl collector in the record store I work at. You are nothing to me but just another mainstream listening pleb. I will wipe you the fuck out with music the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am readying my field recordings, be prepared for a storm of 2deep4u. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your taste. Not only am I extensively trained in tumblr use, but I have access to the entire collection over at Amoeba Records and I will use it to its full extent to better your miserable pleb taste. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit obscurity all over you and you will drown in it. You're a fucking pleb, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about atheism, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at MIT, and I've been involved in numerous scientific breakthroughs, and I have over 300 confirmed publications. I am trained in physics and I'm the top astronomer in the entire US scientific community. You are nothing to me but just another liberal arts major. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of professors across the USA and your GPA is being reduced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can debate you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my mind. Not only am I extensively trained in particle physics, but I have access to the entire arsenal of JSTOR and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the shrek did you just shreking say about me, you little puss? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Shreks, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on fairytale creatures, and I have over 300 confirmed swamps. I am trained in donkeh warfare and I'm the top shreker in the entire Duloc armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will shrek you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this swamp, mark my shreking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, shreker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of pixies across Duloc and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, swamp maggot. The storm that shreks out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking shreked, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can shrek you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare ear tube antenna things. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed shrek, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Duloc Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to shrek your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little puss. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your shreking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're shreking shreked, kiddo.

What the swag did you just fucking yolo about me, you little wayne? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the SwagFags, and I’ve been involved in numerous Obey Records , and I have over 300 confirmed Swaggers. I am trained in wearing snapbacks and I’m the top poser in the entire Swagfag Army. You are nothing to me but just another No swag. I will swag you the fuck out with swagger the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking hashtags. You think you can get away with not taking pictures in the mirror over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my mom, she has alot of swag, and your ratchet ass is being traced right now so you better prepare for the yolo, nigga. The yolo that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your swag. You’re fucking dead, nigga. I can swag anywhere, anytime, and I can swag in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my baggy skinny jeans. Not only am I extensively trained in having plugs and snake bites, but I have access to the entire Hollister store. and I will use it to its full swaggness to wipe your miserable swag off the face of tumblr, you little Non trend follower. I will swag yolo all over you and you will swag in it. You’re fucking dead, nigga.

What the fuck are you doing in my fucking swamp you little farquaad? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the brogres, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on your anus, and have ogre 300 confirmed layers. I am trained in making early 2000's pop cultural references, and am the top ogre in the entire far far away armed forces. You are nothing to me but another Drek. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which have never been seen in Dreamworks, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that dreck to me over the swamp? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of fairy tale creatures across Far Far Away and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, Farquaad. The storm that will end your fucking life. It's fucking ogre, Donkey. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare asscheeks. Not only am I shrextensively trained in onionade combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Fairy Godmothers Factory and I will use it to its full shrextent to wipe your miserable little ass of of the face of mah swamp, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn Rumpelstiltskin. I will shrek fury all ogre you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, Pinocchio.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about My Little Pony, you bucking foal? I’ll have you know it's ranked top out of all the shows on the Hub, and it has been won numerous awards, and has over 300 thousand confirmed fans. Lauren Faust is trained in sociology and has the top team in the entire cartoon industry. You are nothing to them but just another target. They will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this subreddit, mark my bucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit about My Little Pony over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak this I am contacting my secret network of bronies across the USA and your IP is being doxxed right now so you better prepare for the friendship cannon, coltcuddler. The friendship that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re bucking dead, foal. Navy Seal copypastas can be anywhere, anytime, and they can confuse you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with mad-lib permutations. Not only are they extensively trained in trolling, but they have access to the entire arsenal of Anonymous and will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the Internet, you little shit. If only you could have known what chaotic retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your bucking muzzle. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn canter. I will shit love and tolerance all over you and you will drown in it. You’re bucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about DC, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the art college, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Anime, and I have over 300 published comics. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top publisher in the entire US comics industry. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed bitching, but I have access to the entire arsenal of lawyers and angry writers on twitter and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little red bitch orb? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the gas giants, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids elliptical orbits, and I have over 300 confirmed storms in my might atmostphere. I am the furthest planet in the solar system and I have the largest liquid water oceans in the known universe. You are nothing to me but just another point of light. I will wipe you the divert comets at your with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on Earth or mars, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of moons across the solar system and your orbital path is being traced right now so you better prepare for the apocalypse, maggot. The impact that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your world. Your fucking dead, kid. I can anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you with a comet over seven miles wide, and that's just with my gravity. Not only am I a large body of mass, but I have access to the entire arsenal of moons and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the solar system, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution you little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in my MW3 clan, and I’ve been involved in numerous team deathmatches on teams from all over the world, and I have over 3000000000 confirmed kills on my ktd ratio. I am trained in guerrilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US server of MW3. You are nothing to me but just another female gamer. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across my gaming forums and youtube and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytimebecaue my four x-boxes are always running, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my ballestic knife. Not only am I extensively trained in backstabs and grenades, but I have access to noobtubes and aerial strikes and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the x-box server, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo. Say goodbye to your ktd.

What in Davy Jones' locker did ye just bark at me, ye scurvy bilgerat? I'll have ye know I be the meanest cutthroat on the seven seas, and I've led numerous raids on fishing villages, and raped over 300 wenches. I be trained in hit-and-run pillaging and be the deadliest with a pistol of all the captains on the high seas. Ye be nothing to me but another source o' swag. I'll have yer guts for garters and keel haul ye like never been done before, hear me true. You think ye can hide behind your newfangled computing device? Think twice on that, scallywag. As we parley I be contacting my secret network o' pirates across the sea and yer port is being tracked right now so ye better prepare for the typhoon, weevil. The kind o' monsoon that'll wipe ye off the map. You're sharkbait, fool. I can sail anywhere, in any waters, and can kill ye in o'er seven hundred ways, and that be just with me hook and fist. Not only do I be top o' the line with a cutlass, but I have an entire pirate fleet at my beck and call and I'll damned sure use it all to wipe yer arse off o' the world, ye dog. If only ye had had the foresight to know what devilish wrath your jibe was about to incur, ye might have belayed the comment. But ye couldn't, ye didn't, and now ye'll pay the ultimate toll, you buffoon. I'll shit fury all over ye and ye'll drown in the depths o' it. You're fish food now, lad.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the NASA Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Mars, and I have over 300 confirmed launches. I am trained in rocket science and I'm the top astronaut in the entire US space program. You are nothing to me but just another planet. I will orbit you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this solar system, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of aerospace engineers across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the launch, maggot. The launch that launches the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can launch you to the moon in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in rocket science, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration and I will use it to its full extent to launch your miserable ass off the face of the planet, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will launch shit all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in M.I.T., and I've been involved in numerous secret Experiments involving teleportation, and I have survived the Black mesa incident. I am trained in H.E.V combat and I'm have killed many soldiers who tried to silence me during the black mesa incident . You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with my trusty crowbar the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again,you simpleton . As we speak I am contacting my network of Vortigaunts across the USA and your Vortessence is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my crow bar. Not only am I self trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Resistance and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the Universe, you little philistine. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're dead, you undergraduate.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you sexist pig? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in women's studies, and I've been involved in numerous rallies against men, and I have over 300 confirmed divorces. I am trained in pretending I'm allergic to latex and I'm the top body painter in the entire class. You are nothing to me but just another misogynist. I will wipe you the fuck out with chants the likes of which has never been heard before on this Earth, mark my fucking tits. You think you can get away with looking at my tits? Think again, sexist. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of feminists across the USA and your sperm is being traced right now so you better prepare for child support, maggot. child support that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call a bank account. You're fucking broke, kid. I can be at any feminism rally, anytime I'm not at womyn's studies and I can manipulate you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare breasts. Not only am I extensively trained in pretending you raped me, but I have access to the entire array of colors in my art class, and I will use it to its full extent to paint my body with slogans, you masculine pig. If only you could have known what unholy debt your little “clever” cumshot was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking orgasm. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn man. My STIs will shit fury all over your dick and you will drown in it. You're fucking diseased, manno.

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What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little paper towel? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the burger flipping, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the condiments inventory, and I have over 300 packets of ketchup swallowed whole. I am trained in chicken drilling and I'm the top deep fry cono sur in this hemisphere. You are nothing to me but just another 2nd breakfast. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on my beard, mark my fucking words you mayo splurt. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my 24/7 pizza delivery joint and your wallet is being traced right now so you better prepare for the bill. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call a mustard stain. You're fucking delicious, kid. I cum anywhere, anytime, and I can season you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in chopsticks, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States heath and safety board and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass my face, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you say about me, you cis rapist? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in gender studies, and I've been involved in numerous public raids on Veeky Forums, and I have banned over 300 misogynist shits. I am trained in not citing my sources and I'm the top land whale in the entire Tumblr army. You're nothing to me but another trigger. I will ban you the fuck out with butthurt the likes of which have never been seen on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with raping me over the Internet? Think again, cis white boy. As we speak I'm contacting my secret network of landwhales all over #stopgamergate and your account is being rustled right now so you better prepare your jimmies, sexist pig. The media will biasly slander out the pathetic little thing you call a gender. You're fucking dead, rapist. I can be anywhere, anytime, and kill you with my massive fat folds, and that's just with my bare keyboard. Not only am I extensively trained in being triggered, I have access to the entire arsenal of Tumblr, and I will use it to its full extent to send death threats to your family all over the fucking Internet, fucking patriarchal bitch. If only you could have know what raging hormone filled butthurt your little "clever" comment was about to bring down on you, maybe you would have circumcised yourself. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn PTSD inducing troll. I will shitpost all over you and you will choke on your own injustice. You're fucking dead, cis boy.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I'm at the top of my class, and I’ve been involved in numerous leadership roles in my school, and I have over 300 college recommendations. I am trained in writing essays and I’m the top essayist in the entire US. You are nothing to me but just another anti-Intellectual. I will wipe your chances of ever being on the top of your class mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my AP teachers and my network of college principals across the US and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your education. You’re fucking uneducated, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can ruin your chances of getting into Princeton in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in memorizing SAT words, but I have access to the entire application process of Harvard University and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your little miserable education off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you could have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking uneducated, kiddo.

What the bong did you just fucking say about me, you little stoner? I'll have you know I smoked the most ganja in my class at Washington State University, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the fridge when I get the munchies, and I have over 420 confirmed puffs. I am trained in lighting blunts in the rain and I'm the top stoner in the entire city of Seattle. You are nothing to me but just another joint. I will light you up with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words bro. You think you can get away with selling that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of dealers across the USA and your strain is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, bro. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your crop. You're fucking baked, kid. I can smoke anywhere, anytime, and I can smoke blunts you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in one-hand smoking, but I have access to the entire hydroponic greenhouse of the Northwest and I will use it to its full extent to get high as a kite. I will spray bong water all over you and you will drown in it. I'm fucking blazed, officer.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about Neil, you little bitch? I’ll have you know he graduated top of his class at Columbia University, and he's been involved in numerous secret raids on theists, and has over 300 confirmed quotes. He is trained in intellectual warfare and he's the top quote maker in the entire US science community. You are nothing to him but just another target. He will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to him over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak he is contacting his secret network of scientists across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. Neil can be anywhere, anytime, and he can educate you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with his bare quotes. Not only is Neil extensively trained in science, but he has access to the entire dictionary of the English language and he will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. Neil will shit quotes all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

What in the name of Talos did you just say to me, you milk drinker? I'll have you know I am the Dragonborn, and I've been on numerous raids on dragons and I have over 300 dragon souls. I am trained in the Thu'um and I'm the top archer in the entire Imperial Legion. You are nothing to me but just another enemy. I will kill you with arrows the likes of which has never been seen before on Nirn, mark my words. You think you can just say that to me over the webs created by the Dwemer? Think again, milk drinker. As we speak I am contacting my Dark Brotherhood assassins across Tamriel and your hold is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Call Storm shout, milk drinker. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call Mundus. You are going to be sent to Aetherius, milk drinker. I can be at any hold, any time, and can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my Thu'um. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Imperial Legion and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of Mundus, you milk drinker. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" opinionated statement was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you fool. I will shout fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're dead, milk drinker.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little carbon-based life form? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the BETA Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Yokohama, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in brain warfare and I'm the top slut in the entire mecha armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over Kasumi? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of prostitutes across the world and your mecha is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my mind. Not only am I extensively trained in mind-control combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Original Hive and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the Universe, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking cock. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will fap in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

By the Nine Divines! What did you just say about me, you little skeeverbutt? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the College of Winterhold, and I've been known to cast one hell of a fireball, and I have over 300 confirmed summons. I am trained in daedric warfare and I'm the swords master of the entire Imperial forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will make you beg to Akatosh as I bend you over like a common whelp, mark my words, on my oath as the Dovahkiin. You think you can come into my mind through this magic device and insult me? Think again, scum. As we speak I have every assassin and thief across all of Tamriel looking for your initial position so you better prepare for the storm atronach, you Draugr. The storm atronach that wipes out the pathetic little husk you call your life. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my dragon shouts! Not only am I extensively trained in archery and horseback riding, but I have access to the entire congregation of the Thieves Guild, Dark Brotherhood, Mages College, and untold hordes of Daedric warriors, and I will use every one of them to banish you to the plane of Oblivion. If only you could have had the clairvoyance to see what divine retribution your little "clever" runes were about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue you dark skin. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will become the embodiment of Mehrunes Dagon, and open a portal to Oblivion the likes of which you have never seen. You're fucking dead, milk-drinker.

What the fuck did you just say about me, you filthy magic user? I'll have you know I would've graduated top of the monastery if a magic user like you didn't kill everyone there, I've led numerous witch hunts, and I was watching when Gandalf fell off of the bridge. I'm trained to use highly effective non magical abilities meant for the purpose of hunting down magic users and I could blink through a keyhole. You are nothing to me but just another magic user. I will mana break you, and everyone standing next to you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me from the comfort of your fountain? Think again, fucker. As we speak my friend Gondar is tracking you down right now so you better prepare to have your mana broken, magic user. The mana break that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can burn your mana in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my Manta Style. Not only am I extensively trained in hunting down mages, but I have access to all the items 900 GPM can buy and I will use it to its full extent to wipe out your miserable ass off the face of the continent, magic using filth. If only you could have known what righteous retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would've held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. Your mana is broken, kiddo.

What the foghorn did you just ruffing say about me, you little noob? I’ll have you know I've soloed the Trolley of Toontown Central and I’m responsible for the dating shows of cats via Toon Valley, and I have 195 pink slips. I trained my toon to be the best in a battle of level twelves and I’m the 137 of this district. You are nothing to me but just another moocher. I will wipe you the heckle out in a method called reporting , mark my words. You think you can get away with saying meow to me on Toontown? Think again NOOB. As we speak I am contacting all my 100 laff friends and your toon is being brought to my location right now so you better prepare for greening, parker. The greening that wipes out the lovely things you call your level seven gags. You’re being sent back to the playground, kid. I can be in any lobby, anytime and green you in over 4 different bosses, and that’s just with my 34 laff uber. Not only am I trained in soloing the CEO, but I have teleport access for all of the playgrounds including the headquarters. If only you could have known what your crappy gameplay was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would of trained your gags more efficiently. But you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, I will bring you into the VP to green you. I will also dc you in the middle of a back nine and you will cry over it. You’re getting disconnected. Love your friendly little lacker.

wot the fok did ye just say 2 me m8? i dropped out of newcastle primary skool im the sickest bloke ull ever meet & ive nicked 300 candy bars from tha corner store. im trained in street fitin’ & im the strongest foker in tha entire newcastle gym. yer nothin to me but a cheeky lil dickhead w/ a hot mum & fake bling. ill waste u and smash a fokin bottle oer yer head bruv, i swer 2 christ. ya think u can fokin run ya gabber at me whilst sittin on yer arse behind a lil screen? think again wanka. im callin me homeboys rite now preparin for a proper rumble. tha rumble thatll make ur nan sore jus hearin about it. yer a waste bruv. my homeboys be all over tha place & ill beat ya to a proper fokin pulp with me fists wanka. if i aint satisfied w/ that ill borrow me m8s cricket paddle & see if that gets u the fok out o’ newcastle ya daft kunt. if ye had seen this bloody fokin mess commin ye might a’ kept ya gabber from runnin. but it seems yer a stewpid lil twat, innit? ima shite fury & ull drown in it m8. ur in proper mess ya knobhead.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little proprietry bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the FSF, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Apple patents, and I have over 300 confirmed bug fixes. I am trained in Free Software Evangelizing and I'm the top code contributer for the entire GNU HURD. You are nothing to me but just another compile time error. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am building a GUI using GTK+ and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can decompile you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my Model M. Not only am I extensively trained in EMACS, but I have access to the entire arsenal of LISP functions and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit Freedom all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking debugged, kiddo.

What the poyo did you just say, you Waddle Dee? I'll have you know I'm responsible for crashing the Halberd over 10 times, and I have over 30 confirmed copy abilities! I am trained in sucking and I'm the best Star Warrior in all of Popstar. You are nothing to me but just another copy essence. I will suck you with power you've never seen before, mark my poyo. You think you can get away with knocking my copy ability away? Think again, Bronto. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of clones across the Galaxy and your location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the wind, Doo. The wind that sucks out the pathetic little thing you call existence. You're fucking food now, enemy. I can kill you as anything, anytime, and that's just with my mouth. Not only am I extensively trained in sucking, but I have the skills of blowing stars, which will blow you off this planet, you demon. If only you could have known what super tuff pink puff you just rang in with your collision damage, maybe you would have walked away. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you Waddle Dee. I will open my mouth and suck like a vacuum. You're getting swallowed. -Aege

What the fizzle did you just frickin' say about me, you Private? I'll have you know I soloed the Tutorial, and I've been involved in a myriad amounts of puppeting cases in ranked PVP, and I have 101 registered PVP wins. I am trained to be the best in my school and I'm the Warlord of this realm. You are nothing to me but just another Lost Soul. I will dispel your spells the fuck out of the spiral with a number amount of treasure cards that you dare not count, mark my magical words. You think you can get away with whispering noob after losing to me? Think again, novice. As we speak, I am contacting my Promethean Warlord friends and you are being puppeted so you better prepare for the spells. The spells that drain out the pathetic thing with the pathetic number you call your life points. You're fucking screwed, kid. I can cast any spell, anytime, and I can kill you in one hit, and that's just with my pet. Not only am I extensively trained in gearless combat, but I have access to all the worlds in the Spiral which includes your house and I will use it to haunt you off Wizard101, you little adept. If only you could have known what imminent punishment your little taunt was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have casted the proper shield or dispel. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you fizzling noob. I will dispel you all over and make you cry from the fizzle. You're going to the Commons.

What the vehk did you just vehking say about me, you little n'wah? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Hortator's followers, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the Dwemer, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top marksman in the entire Tribunal armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the vehk out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in Mundus, mark my vehking words. You think you can get away with cursing me and my palls from Oblivion? Think again, fetcher. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the aurbis and your plane is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, kwama. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re vehking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Tribunal and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of Mundus, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” curse was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your vehking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn s'wit. I will shit CHIM all over you and you will drown in it. You’re vehking banished from this starry heart, kiddo.

What the melee did you just taunting say about me, you little primid? I'll have you know I'm the top of all the tourneyfags in my country, and I've been involved in the raid of Subspace, and I have over 1000 confirmed meteor smashes. I am trained in wiimote brawling and I'm the top brawler in the bottom tier. You are nothing to me but just another level "puny". I will wipe you out with skill you haven't averaged on your daily replay, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying "Yes!" to me on Wifi? Think again, Ganon. As we speak I am contacting my Tourneyfag friends and your CDs and stickers are being stolen, so you bettere prepare for the falcon, noob. The falcon that punches out the pathetic ellipses you call your live stock. You're fucking KO'd, kid. I can be anyone, any color, and I can kill you over 5 times, and that's just with one life. Not only am I extensively trained in close combat, but I have access to the entire items listed in Brawl, and Melee, and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your lives off the stage, you little noob. If only you could have known what combo kill your little taunt was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have paused your fingers. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn noob. I will sling punches all over you and you will be Star Ko'd. You're fucking owned, primid.

What dost thou just exclaim to thyself, you meager wench? I'll have thou know I graduated valedictorian at Cambridge University, and thy hath partaken in numerous invasions of France, and thyself have over 300 recorded slayings. Thyself hath been trained in chivalrous warfare and thyself am the top Longbowman in the entire King of England's army. Thou art not a thing but target to thyself. Thy will conquer thou with accuracy the likes of which hath never been witnessed before upon this fair isle, dwell upon my oration. Thou think thou can get away with proclaiming such filth to thyself via His Majesty's letter deliverance service? Repeat your thoughts, copulator. As we engage in conversation thyself art summoning thy clandestine company of shadowy individuals across His Majesty's kingdom and thou fortress doth be traced this day so thou best prepare for the ruckus, peasant. The ruckus that decimates the pathetic meager object thou proclaim thou vitae. Thou be mortem, child. Thy can roam any county, any sunrise to sunset, and thy can take thou life in above 700 technques, and that's using naught but thy own gauntlets. Not exclusively is thy extensively trained in duelling without a blade, but thy pertain access to the entire arsenal of the His Majesty's Royal Cavalry and thy will use it to its complete usefulness to wipe thou forlorn buttocks off the face of the kingdom, thou meager dropping. If only thou could hath foreseen the divine retribution thou meager "quick-witted" exclamation would in due time bringeth upon thou, perhaps thou would hath halted thou tongue. Thou could not, thou did not, and thou art paying the blasted bounty, thou God forsaken imbicile. Thy shall excrete fury upon thou and thou will suffocate on said fury. Thou be vanquished, child.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about my gear, you little n00b? I’ll have you know I am a lvl 90 Undead Arcane Mage, and I’ve won so many PVP matches, and I have done raids on every 10 man heroic dungeon. I also have a fuckton of macros and I have a GS of 10K. You are nothing to me but just a lvl 12 gnome hunter. I will pwn the fuck out of you with Arcane Missiles the likes of which has never been seen before on Azeroth AND Outland, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over raid? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my guild of mages and shamans across The Eastern Kingdoms and your character is being targeted right now so you better prepare for the ownage, n00b. The Arcane Barrage that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your character. You’re fucking pwn’d, n00b. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my secondary talent tree. Not only am I extensively trained in Arcane magic, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Fire magic and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable neckbeard off the face of Azeroth, you little faggot. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re getting debuffed, you goddamnn00b. I will shit Dragon’s Breath all over you and you will burn in it. You’re fucking pwn’d, faggot.

What the scooby-dooby-do did you just say about me, you little scooby snack? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in The Mystery Gang, and I've been involved in numerous secret investigations in America, and I have over 300 confirmed fake supernatural villains uncovered. I am trained in shit-pants warfare and I'm the top pussy in the entire US supernatural investigation committee. You are nothing to me but just another phony. I will uncover your fake supernatural disguise with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my words. You think you can get away with trying to scare people around me? Think again. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of ghosts across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out your Halloween costume closet and gives me all your scooby snacks. Your tricks are mine, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can stop you scaring people in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in solving mysteries, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Ghost Busters' HQ and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your entire horror-inducing gags. If only you could have known what unholy retribution of trying to scare people and trying to frighten me would bring you, maybe you would have not of dressed up as a ghost at all. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over your malevolent goals and you will watch me in your pathetic ghost suit as you're taken away in a police van. Your pranks are over, kiddo.

What the freak did you just flipping say about me, you little Apostate? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Seminary, and I’ve been involved in numerous splits with the Elders, and I have over 300 confirmed baptisms. I am trained in the Commitment Pattern and I was the top converter in the entire Church. You are nothing to me but just another unfaithful servant. I will dust my feet at you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before upon the face of the Earth, mark my freaking words. You think you can get away with saying that "anti" stuff to me over the Internet? Think again, brother. As we speak I am contacting my sacred network of Danites across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the brimstone, maggot. The brimstone that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re flipping dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can cast you out in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in the laying on of hands, but I have access to the Signs and Tokens of the Holy Temple and I will use them to their full extent to smite your miserable kiester all the way to Kolob, you little turd. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would not have spoken ill of the Lord's Anointed. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you stinking idiot. I will let Satan's water wash over you and you will drown in it. You’re flipping dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you peasant? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Empire of Bones, and I've been involved in numerous ultra kills of Radiant heroes, and have over 300 confirmed crits. I am trained in skeleton warfare and I'm the top baller on the entire Dire Team. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will hellfire you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me in the middle of the lane? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am flying my freshly-bought refresher orb out on the courier so you better prepare for the revives, faggot. The revives that lets me wipe out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can ball out of control over you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my sword. Not only am I extensively trained in killing peasants, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Secret Shop and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking stunned, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about The Beatles you fucking mod? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my media class studying Hard Day's Night, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret gigs with Paul McCartney, and I have over 300 bootlegged Beatles' records. I am trained in George's riffs and I’m the top fan in the entire Beatles' fan club. You are nothing to me but just another The Who fan. I will play you the fuck off with a Day Tripper riff the likes of which has never been seen before on even the Ed Sullivan show, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit about The Beatles over the Internet? Think again, rocker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Beatles tribute bands across the Beatles' fan club and our Epiphone Casinos are being played right now so you better prepare for the festival, maggot. The festival that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call The Who. You’re fucking Phillip Spector, kid. I can play anywhere, anytime, and I own Bootlegs of their recordings in over seven hundred takes, and that’s just the White Album. Not only am I extensively trained in John Lennon's one-liners, but I have access to the entire tablature of the Beatles' discography and I will play it to its full extent to rock your miserable ass back to the USSR, you little shit. If only you could have known what fabulous retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying for tickets, you goddamn mod. I will play From Me To You and you will drum to it. You’re fucking less popular than Jesus, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you sex muncher? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Hugging Department, and I’ve been involved in numerous hugging raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed hugs. I am trained in gorilla hugs and I’m the top hugger in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another hugging target. I will hug you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been hugged before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of huggers across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the hugs, friend. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your frown. You’re fucking hugged, buddy. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can hug you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bear arms. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed hugging, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Huggine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to hug your little sexy ass off the face of the continent, you little sweetheart. If only you could have known what unholy hugging your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you could have held your fucking arms together. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you sexy beast. I will shit hugs all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking hugged, bud.

What the craft did you just say to me you little creeper? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Mithrina Academy, and have been involved in numerous secret griefs with Team Avolition, and I have griefed over 300 servers. I am trained in creeper warfare and I'm the top skeleton in all of the minecraft griefing teams in existance. You are nothing to me but just another block. I will blow you up with precisiion the likes of which has never been seen before in this blocky world. Notch my fucking pickaxe. You think you can get away with griefing me like that? Think again, blockhead. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of creepers across my server and your coords traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, zombie. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're blocking dead, kid. I can teleport anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over 700 ways, and that's just with my wooden sword. Not only am I extensively trained in PvP, but I have have access to all the chests on my server and I will use them to their full extent to ban your miserable block off the face of the server, you little block. If ony you could have known what unholy retribution your "clever" comment was about to TNT down upon you. Maybe you would have held your fucking pickaxe. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you blockhead. I will drop gravel all over you, and you will suffocate in it. You're blocking dead, blockface.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you day walker? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in nightmare college, and I've been involved in numerous first night multi kill ganks of Radiant heroes, and I have over 300 confirmed voids. I am trained in night warfare and I'm the top boogeyman on the entire Dire Team. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will silence you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me in the middle of the day? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am flying my freshly-bought ult stick out on the courier so you better prepare for the night vision, faggot. The night vision that lets me wipe out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can auto attack you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my passive. Not only am I extensively trained in killing day walkers, but I have access to the entire map at night and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking benighted, kiddo.

I say, what the devil did you just audaciously proclaim about my well-being, you trollop? I shall inform you that I have graduated top of my class at the Gentleman's Academy of Sophisticated Persons, and have been involved in numerous endeavors with the Ruffians down the street from my abode; might I also add that I've accumulated over 300 pieces of antique furniture? I am educated in fine dining and high class catering and I'm the top Victorian era furniture appraiser in the entire high society. You are naught to me but a simple, uncouth brute. I shall embarrass the dickens out of you with class the likes of which has never been witnessed before on this humble planet, I solemnly promise. You assume you can disrespect my image on the internet? Think again, savage. As we speak I am contacting my diligent secretary to arrange a brunch together at the finest coffee shop in town, so you had better prepare a fetching enough outfit to compete with my immaculate attire, barbarian. The brunch that sends you packing back to the countryside. You are inevitably defeated, heathen. I can be booked at any appointment, any hour, and I can educate you in over seven hundred cultures, and that's just with the literary selection in my guest lobby. Not only am I extensively fluent in in several languages, I have access to the entire Giorgio Armani fall collection and I will flaunt it's finely tailored mastery to outshine your drab, common appearance off the face of humanity, you slob. If only you had foreseen the kind of comeuppance your inflammatory "insignificant" comment was bound to earn you, perhaps you would have tempered your words. But you insisted, and now I will teach you manners and grace and you will learn dignity and poise, yet. Consider yourself in etiquette school, peasant.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you two-legged abomination? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in seeing the truth of nature, and I've been involved in numerous pushes against Radiant towers, and I have over 300 confirmed stuns. I am trained in edict warfare and I'm the top pusher on the entire Dire Team. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will stun the fuck out of you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me behind your tower? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am flying my freshly-bought Bloodstone out on the courier so you better prepare for the nova, faggot. The nova that lets me wipe out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my spells. Not only am I extensively trained in pushing, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Secret Shop and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking scoured, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little Vorcha? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Systems Alliance, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Batarian Pirates, Collectors, and Cults, and I have over 3000 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire Systems Alliance. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this Galaxy, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting The Shadow Broker and your IP is being traced right now through the Extranet, so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Systems Alliance and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn Vorcha. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little skytheist? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Atheism School, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Westboro Baptist Church, and I have over 300 confirmed deconversions. I am trained in athiest warfare and I’m the top scientist in the entire US. You are nothing to me but just another fundietard. I will wipe your beliefs the fuck out with LOGIIIC the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, skydaddyworshipper. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of (scientist) spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your beliefs. Your gOD is fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can deconvert you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare logic. Not only am I extensively trained in science, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Atheist Alliance and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable gOD off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. Your gOD is fucking dead, kiddo.

What slanderous attacks hast thou thrown against my good name, thou contemptible wench? Whereas I have risen even unto the foremost rank in the Royal Admiralty; whereas I have on many an occasion partaken in clandestine crusades against the Saracens; whereas by mine hands have fallen barbarians numbering some fifteen score; whereas I am most skilled in the ways of the ape warrior; whereas I am the premier marksman amongst all of our Kingdom's knights: Thou art in my sights but yet another quarry. The Lord be my witness, I shall smite thee as no-one under the sun hath heretofore been smitten. Dost thou deign to fancy thyself secure to cast thy spittle upon my face from behind the Spider's Veil? Then thou hast wandered into grievous error. Yea, even at this very moment, I am sending word across the land to my fellow Templars, and the provenance of thy scrivenings shall in short time become known unto me. A veritable maelstrom of vengeance is upon thy gates, thou wretched worm, which surely shall obliterate thy loathsome pretension of life. Truly, thou art foregone, child. I move as swift as the wind, and with mine own two hands I may at my pleasure slay thee in any of thirty and five score modes. For verily as I am a master in the pugilistic arts, even so doth the manifold armory of the Royal Guard lie at my beck and call, which in its plenitude of power I shall not delay to unleash upon thee, that thy fœtid flesh may no longer pollute this land with its presence, thou pitiful putrescence. Would that thou couldst have foreseen what great wrath thou hast by thy "brazen" jocosity summoned upon thyself! Perhaps thou wouldst have rather kept shut thy filth-spewing mouth. But neither couldst thou thus foresee, nor didst thou take heed of prudence, and thou art now reaping what thou hast sown, thou accursèd simpleton. I will excrete rage all round about thee, wherein shalt thou be consumed. Thou hast shuffled off this mortal coil, urchin.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you worthless heretic? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Space Marines, and I've led an incomprehensible number of secret raids against the forces of chaos, and I have over 30 million confirmed purgings. I am trained in armored warfare and I'm the top Ultramarine in all the Space Marine Chapters. You are nothing to me but just another heretic. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this universe, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Warp? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the galaxy and your powers are being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bolter. "Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Adeptus Mechanicus and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the planet, you little shit. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little goomba? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the plumber program at the technical school, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Bower's castle, and I have over 300 power stars. I am trained in unclogging toilets and I’m the top plumber in the entire Mushroom Kingdom. You are nothing to me but just another koopaling. I will jump on your head with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this Super Mario World, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with hiding the princess in another castle? Think again, goomba. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Yoshis and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, shy guy . The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, lakitu. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with flower power. Not only am I extensively trained in jumping on my foes' heads, but I have access to the entire arsenal of yellow, red, and green blocks and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit Bullet Bills all over you and you will drown them. You’re fucking dead, Koopa.

What the fuck did you just say about me, you little cutie? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Fairy Patrol, and I've been involved in numerous secret huggs on cutie pies, and I have over 300 confirmed hugs. I am trained in guerilla hugs and I'm the top hugger in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another friend. I will hug you so hard with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my super duper fun words. You think you can get away with saying that nice stuff to me over the Internet? Think again, cute pie. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of huggers across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the hugs, lamb chop. The hug that wipes out the cute little thing you call your life. You're super awesome, sunshine. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can hug you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed hugging, but I have access to the entire candy arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to hug your super chocolately smile off of the face of the continent, you little puddin pop. If only you could have known what unholy hugs your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your super tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you super duper guy. I will hug fury all over you and you will drown in it.

What in Neptune did you just fucking say about me, you little barnacle? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class at the Krusty Krab, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the Chum Bucket, and I have over 300 confirmed orders filled. I am trained in bubble blowing and I’m the top jellyfish hunter in the entire Pacific armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in the oceans, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that fish paste to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of sharks across the Pacific and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, plankton. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can cook patties in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed grilling, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Krusty Krab Storage Room and I will use it to its full extent to cook a tastier burger than you, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn fiddlestick. I will shit tartar sauce all over you and you will drown in it. DROWN IN IT! You’re fucking dead, kiddo

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little downy bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Highschool, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the Cafeteria, and I have over 300 confirmed retard attacks. I am trained in nigger warfare and I'm the top sniper in all COD. You are nothing to me but just another retard. I will mock you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of trolls across the USA and your IP is being back traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, retard. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can troll you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with yo' momma jokes. Not only am I extensively trained in logical fallacies, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the copypasta and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the internet, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Harvard Business School, and I’ve been involved in numerous leveraged buyouts, and I have over 300 million invested in my Cayman Islands bank account alone. I am trained in portfolio management and I’m the top short seller in the entire US market. You are nothing to me but just another piggy bank. I will wipe the value of your assets the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of accountants across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your Roth IRA. You’re fucking over, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can make you broke in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just if I stick to stocks. Not only am I extensively trained in equity markets, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Securities and Exchange Commission and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking done, kiddo. theres many of us.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about us, you dread magus? I'll have you know we graduated top of our class in pike school, and we've been involved in numerous jukes against the Dire team, and we have over 300 confirmed illusions. We are trained in clone warfare and we are the top last hitter on the Radiant team. You are nothing to us but just another target. We will lance you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark our fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to us in the middle of the woods? Think again, fucker. As we speak, we are currently increasing our numbers by attacking neutrals so you better prepare for the push, faggot. The push that lets us wipe out the pathetic little things you call your towers. You're fucking dead, kid. We can be anywhere, anytime, and we can burn your mana in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with our diffusal blade. Not only are we extensively trained in burning your mana, we have access to an endless number of ourselves and we will use it to its full extent to juke your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. We will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking put to peace, kiddo.

What did thou just sayest about meself, thou yellow-bellied hound? I shall inform thee that I am imployed in the top ranks of the Inquisition, and I have taken part in most numerous cladestine battles against sinners, and I have slain over 300 heretics. I am most educated in the knightly ways and the Lord boasts of my ability to kill. Thou art naught but a peasant and another heretic in my eyes. I will slay thee with most deadly force and thy blood shall flow like rain on this Earth, hark to my words. Dost thou believe thee can freely send me these letters via messenger on horseback? Thou would doest well to mull upon it a second time, peasant. As my quill scrabbles on this paper, I am alerting the Inquistion all over Europe and thou shall be executed accordingly. Thou would doest well to begin repenting, lad. I can find thee wherever thou goest, and I can slay thee in a million ways with nothing but my hands. I am not only most trained in combat with no weapons, I also have access to thousands of men with extensive training of their own and I will deploy them with orders to burn and pillage thy village, thou insolent little disease. If only thou hadst known the wicked requital that thy “snide” insult was about to bring upon thee, mayhap thou would hast watched thy foul tongue. Alas, thou did not, and now, thou shall be punished at the hands of justice, thou tottering moron. I will defecate mine rage all over thee, and thou will suffocate in my fury. Thou art as well as executed, lad.

Like, What did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at Beauty School, and I've been involved in numerous secret shops in Louis Vuitton. I have like over 300 facebook friend requests too. I am trained in male psychological warfare and I'm the top hairdresser in my entire salon. Like, you are nothing to me but just another cut and perm. I will style your hair with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, you can totally mark my words. Like, you think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, little dick. Because like, as we speak I am contacting my secret network of feminist groups across the world and your Girlfriend mag subscription is being traced back to you so like you better prepare for the junk mail, bitch. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your summer wardrobe. You're like sooo fucking yesterday, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can style you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in make-up application, but like I have access to the entire arsenal of the Maybelline mascara range and I will use it to its full extent to redesign your miserable look off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your stupid tongue you silly boi. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you foolish fool. I will spray hair product all over you and you will look glamorous in it.. You're fucking fabulous, kiddo.

What the fork did you just forking say about me, you little dongle? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my sales class at ITT Tech, and I’ve been involved in numerous tech related conferences, and I have over 300 confirmed complaints filed on my fellow coworkers. I am trained in feminist ideology and I’m the forker in the entire tech sales division. You are nothing to me but just another oppressor. I will wipe you the fork out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my forking words. You think you can get away with saying that dongle like that to me over the Internet? Think again, forker. As we speak I am contacting my network of feminist and your job is being is being taken right now so you better prepare for the storm, dongle. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re forking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can have sent to HR in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with tweets. Not only am I extensively trained in ethical workplace conduct , but I have access to the entire arsenal of the SRS and feminist movement and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable dongle off the face of the continent, you little dong. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever joke was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your forking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddongling idiot. I will fork dongle all over you and you will drown in it. You’re forking dead, kiddo.

Whut de fuck dun did ya' plum fuckin' say about me, ya' square? I'll gots ya' know ah' graduated top uh my class in de Nahvee Seals, and I've been involved in lotsa raids on de down low on Al-Quaeda, and ah' have upside 300 co'ferm'd wastes. ah' am trained in go'illa warfare and I'm de top snipuh' in de entire US armed fo'ces. You's is nodin' t'me but plum anoda' target. Man! ah' gots'ta wipe ya' de fuck out wid precision de likess uh which gots neva' been seen befo'e on dis Eard, Amos my fuckin' wo'ds. You's dink ya' kin dig away wid sayin' dat shit t'me upside de Internet? Dink again, fucker. Ah be baaad... As we rap ah' am contactin' mah' secret netwo'k uh spies across de USA and yo' IP be bein' traced right now so's ya' betta' prepare fo' de sto'm, maggots. De sto'm dat wipes out da damn padetic little doodad ya' call yo' life. Youse fuckin' wasted, kid. ah' can be anywhere, anytime, and ah' canwaste ya' in upside seven hundred ways, and dat's plum wid mah' bare hands. Not only am ah' only in ah da unahm'd fights, but ah' have access t'de 'ole arsenal uh de United States Marine Co'ps and ah' gots'ta use it t'its full 'estent t'wipe yo' miserable ass off de face uh de continent, ya' little shit. Man! If only ya' could gots knode whut unholy retribushun yo' little "clever" comment wuz about t'brin' waaay down downon ya', maybe ya' would gots held yo' fuckin' tongue. But ya' couldn't, ya' dun didn't, and now youse payin' de price, ya' goddamn idiot. Man! ah' gots'ta shit fury all upside ya' and ya' gots'ta drown in it. Man! Youse fuckin' wasted, kiddo. 'S coo', bro.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little fool? My legend began in the twelfth century and I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Death Academy, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Witches, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top weapon in all the world. You are nothing to me but just another fool. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fool. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, fool. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Lord Death and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little fool. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn fool. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, fool.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I didn't even graduate high shcool, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on your mother's house, and I have over 300 confirmed ejaculations. I am trained in blunt rolling and I’m the top weed smoker in my entire suburban neighborhood. You are nothing to me but just another dude I'm never going to meet. I will wipe my load the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my niggas in the hood and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my dashing good looks. Not only am I extensively trained in unprotected sex, but I have access to the entire selection of bondage and sex toys of the internet and I will use it to its full extent to fuck your mother six ways from sunday, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit furries all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

A dog again, what did you say to them I? Many people are involved in a secret Al, I'm Navy SEALs and with more than 300 people are aware that for some of my highest scores. I have are many of the best shooters in the American military conflict. There is nothing for me there is no other purpose. Such a thing on earth, the baby of the opposite sex rape deletes the words to say that he had never seen before. Impunity is my belief that the profit? Also, think of puppies. Gudeogieul better prepare another piece of the storm, I spy my secret to tell, and the IP network administrator for the United States. He storms of life are things called compassion. You killed him. This is no time, often from the back seat, and to kill, and she gave birth based. Hands that you are accessing loaded a few things, but not too big and the shoulder against unarmed combat training at sea and the continental United States may all hate miserable ass without housing needs. It is a small box "smart" down, but the goddess of revenge, could rape her tongue. What price can not condemn the price. I was by the Moors, and the angry waves. Honey, you're dead.

What the skunk did you just skunking say, you little porcupine? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Violet Otters, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Glory-holes, and I have consumed over 300 cumshots! I am a gorilla and I'm the top cocksucker in the entire US. You are nothing to me but just another cumshot. I will wipe you on my cheek with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my skunking words. You think you can get away with saying that possum to me over the potatonet? Think again, skunker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of potato bakers across the USA and your PP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, heterosexual. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your next wad. You're skunking drained, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can drain your balls in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare face. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed cocksucking, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States girl scouts and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable wad off the face of your scrotum, you little porcupine. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your skunking wad. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn genius. I will suck out fury all over my face and I will drown in it. You're skunking drained, kiddo.

What the hell did you just say about me, you big phony? I’ll have you know I was kicked out of Pencey Prep, and I’ve been involved in numerous prostitution attempts, and I have smoked over 300 cigarettes. I am versed in composition writing and I’m the craziest sex maniac in the entire world. You are nothing to me but another phony. I will goddam sock the hell out of you with all my might, for Chrissake. You think you can get away with saying that to me over the Internet and all? Think again, you moron. As we speak I am buzzing my incognito network of ducks around the park and your address is being tracked right now so you better prepare for the winter, lousy bastard. The winter that freezes the fish and all in the pond. You’re goddamn dead, I’m not kidding. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can complain in over seven hundred different ways, and that’s just about my lousy brother D.B. Not only can I whine about everything, but I can dance with every dopey girl that I meet in a bar and I will dance until I knock you out, I swear. If you would know about how I would plug you with six shots with my automatic when I’m bleeding and all, maybe you would have shut your mouth. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and know you’re going to pay the damn price and all, you corny big shot. I will drink highballs all over your room and you will hit the ceiling. You’re a goddamn phony, sonuvabitch. I’m not kidding.

What in Gods name did you just say about the good lord, son of God? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Bible Studies, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret prayer services for the sick, and I have preformed over 300 different miracles. I am trained in extended prayer and I’m the top minister in the entire Catholic religion. You are nothing to me but a child of God. I will pray for you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my holy words. You think you can get away with speaking blasphemy over the Internet? Think again, my child. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of nuns across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the prayer service, my son. The prayer service that wipes out the sins you have committed. You’re going to heaven, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can pray for you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed prayer, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the churches rosaries and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your sins off the face of the continent, you son of God. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your blasphemous tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re being prayed for, my son. I will splash holy water all over you and you will drown in it. You’re going to heaven, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the ACDC Elementary School, been involved on numerous secret raids on the WWW base, and have over 300 confirmed deletions. I am trained in Battle Chip warfare and I am the top virus buster in the entire ACDC School. You are nothing to me but just another virus. I will delete you with precision the likes of which have never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of NetPolice across DenCity and your P-Code is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing called your life. You're fucking deleted, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over 700 different ways, and that's just with my Mega Buster. Not only am I extensively trained in Buster combat, but I have access to every Battle Chip in existence, and I will use them to their full extent to delete your ass off the face of the Internet, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking deleted, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch. I’ll have you know my name is John, and I woke up this morning 5:30 sharp to the smell of wet pussy. I was getting a blowjob from two bitches (Shit was SO Cash), one was trying to fit my humongous 3 pound balls in her mouth while the other was choking halfway on my 18 and 3\8 inch dick. She started to squirt hard, she was convulsing and having 6 orgasms at the same time. I gave it to them and they were on the floor squirting like motherfucking fountains. Must have come about a quart of sperm and compressed air. Imagine your best orgasm, then multiply it by 35. I had to go to base camp so I front-flipped from my 14th floor barracks into my valet parked 2012 Ferrari (I got connexions). Pushed my shit to about 4 hundo (mph, mind you) and I was at base camp in no time. When I entered, I became a top sniper and was granted access to the entire arsenal of the USMC. I learned how to kill someone in over 700 different ways and was assigned to be the leader of a squad that will kill 300 terrorists using gorilla warfare tactics. Also did 6000 push-ups, 8000 sit-ups and bench-pressed 30 plates in 16 minutes. After basic training, I met a network of secret spies who will help me trace your IP address, while eating gold plated sushi and 15,000 $ champagne. My unit got the rest of the day off and I became captain of our base’s football team and starter of the basketball team. I got straight A’s on the military entrance exams and received more awards. Meanwhile, you were jacking off to pictures on Facebook and naked drawn Japanese people. Went back in the Lambo to my barracks and now I am getting ready to go to sleep. I am going to graduate at the top of my class in the Navy Seals tomorrow and I want to look pretty much perfect for it. Don’t be a stranger and remember, I did more in one day than you will your entire life

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you krill? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Meranthic Diaspora, and I've been involved in numerous ship sinkings against the Claddish Navy, and I have over 300 confirmed anchor smashes. I am trained in marine warfare and I'm the top initiator on the entire Dire Team. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will gush you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me in the middle of the lane? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am flying my freshly-bought blink dagger out on the courier so you better prepare for the ulti, faggot. The ulti that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can smash you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my anchor. Not only am I extensively trained in sinking ships, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Secret Shop and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking ravaged, kiddo.