What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my lab in Mich 7 week MAGS lab and I’ve been involved in numerous elim rounds, and I have over 300 ballots. I am trained in k debate and I’m the top framework debater in the entire PRL. You are nothing to me but just another no plan team. I will wipe you the fuck out with a precision DA 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 databases across the USA and your wiki 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 aff. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can take out your aff in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just without my flow. Not only am I extensively trained in spreading, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Whitney Young dropbox and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable aff 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.