What the forget did you just forgetig say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you kow I graduated top of my class i the avy Seals, ad I’ve bee ivolved i umerous secret raids o Al-Quaeda, ad I have over 300 cofirmed kills. I am traied i gorilla warfare ad I’m the top siper i the etire US armed forces. You are othig to me but just aother target. I will wipe you the forget out with precisio the likes of which has ever bee see before o this Earth, mark my forgetig words. You thik you ca get away with sayig that stuff to me over the Iteret? Thik agai, forgeter. As we speak I am cotactig my secret etwork of spies across the USA ad your IP is beig traced right ow so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thig you call your life. You’re forgetig dead, kid. I ca be aywhere, aytime, ad I ca kill you i over seve hudred ways, ad that’s just with my bare hads. ot oly am I extesively traied i uarmed combat, but I have access to the etire arseal of the Uited States Marie Corps ad I will use it to its full extet to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the cotiet, you little stuff. If oly you could have kow what uholy retributio your little “clever” commet was about to brig dow upo you, maybe you would have held your forgetig togue. But you could’t, you did’t, ad ow you’re payig the price, you goddam idiot. I will stuff fury all over you ad you will drow i it. You’re forgetig dead, kiddo.