What the fuck did you just fucking say, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Kekistan Frogmen, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Normistan, and I have over 300 confirmed memes. I am trained in monkey business and I'm the top sniper at the end of each bread [751!]. You are nothing to me but just another shill. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this lily pond, screenshot my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Interwebs? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spices across the entire UCLA campus and your stencil is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, nugget. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your post. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred and fifty one ways, and that's just with my keyboard. Not only am I extensively trained in arming wombats, but I have access to the entire catalog of the United States Marine Corps Marching Band and I will use it to its full extent to wallpaper 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 normie. I will shitpost fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo. Shadilay, motherfuckers!