What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little chimp pansy? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Chimps, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids in the Congo, and I have over 300 confirmed banana heists. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top monkey bar climber in the entire evolved ape armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another monkey wrench. I will wipe you the fuck out with ba-booms the likes of which has never been seen before in any of the King Kong remakes, mark my fucking Furious George words. You think you can get away with flinging that shit at me over the Intervines? Think again, Ape man. As we speak I am koko'ing to my secret network of howler monkeys in my cage and your monkey business is being imitated right fucking now so you better prepare for the storm, monkey boy. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your monkey tree. You're fucking bananas, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can fling poo at you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in ape-to-ape combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Planet of the Apes plot twists and I will use them to their full extent to wipe your miserable Ape ass off the evolutionary tree and back to the stone age. If only you could have known what unholy de-evolution your little "monkey" comment was about to rain down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking Curious George tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you damn dirty ape. I will Donkey Kong all over your face and you will drown in it. You're fucking screwed, VJ.