WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT ME YOU LITTLE BITCH?

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Scientist

DEUS VULT

Garrosh Hellscream

The Classic

Ye Scurvy Bilgerat

The Hood Rat

The Gentleman

The Dragonborn

The Winterhold Graduate

The WoW Enthusiast

The Yoloswagger

The Weeaboo

DESU DESU DESU

Anonymous

Darkwraith

The Bible Thumper

The Privateer

PRAISE HELIX

u fukin wot m8

The Tiny Tot

M'lady

Confirmed Global

Sundae Squad

NASA

Chef Ramsay

Kerbal Space Marine

Shitpost

Kotlin

Aerospace Engineer

The Conflict Resolver

LEKOBRON SPORTSBALL

No Rhyme or Reason

Jar Jar Binks

Scientist

What did you just fucking say about me, you Red Team fucker? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at the Horizon Lunar Colony, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Talon, and I have over 300 confirmed kills with my ultimate. I am trained in scientist warfare and I'm the top barrier activator in all of Overwatch. You are nothing to me but just another objective kill. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, or the Moon, 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 satellite network from Watchpoint: Gibraltar, your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the tesla storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can leap anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over a 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 Overwatch, and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you Red Team scum. 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 opening the lootbox of death, you goddamn idiot. I will shit electricity all over you and you will drown in it. Watch the fuck out, because empirical evidence suggests I'm a real animal.

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DEUS VULT

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little Pagan? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class as a squire, and Ive been involved in numerous secret Crusades on Saracens, and I have over 300 confirmed Deus Vults. I am trained in Roman warfare and Im the top trebuchet operator in the the Western World. 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 kingdom, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the chat system? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Ashfeld and your location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the heretical little thing you call your life. Youre fucking dead, savage. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with my bare cross. Not only am I extensively trained in armed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Iron Legion army 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 holy 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 non-believer. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking dead, infidel.

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Garrosh Hellscream

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 Kor'Kron Elite, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on SI:7, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top axe swinger in the entire Horde 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 Azeroth, 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 Kalimdor and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Cataclysm, maggot. The expansion 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 chin. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the New Horde, 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.

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The Classic

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.

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Ye Scurvy Bilgerat

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.

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The Hood Rat

What tha fuck did you just fuckin say bout me, you lil biiiatch, biatch? I'll have you know I graduated top of mah class up in tha Navy Seals, n' I've been involved up in a shitload of secret raidz on Al-Quaeda, n' I have over 300 confirmed kills. I be trained up in gorilla warfare n' I'm tha top sniper up in tha entire US armed forces. Yo ass is not a god damn thang ta me but just another target. I'ma wipe you tha fuck up wit precision tha likez of which has never been peeped before on dis Earth, mark mah fuckin lyrics. Yo ass be thinkin you can git away wit sayin dat shiznit ta me over tha Internet, biatch? Think again, fucker n' shiznit fo' realz. As we drop a rhyme I be contactin mah secret network of spies across tha USA n' yo' IP is bein traced right now so you mo' betta prepare fo' tha storm, maggot. Da storm dat wipes up tha pathetic lil thang you call yo' game. You're fuckin dead, kid. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I can be anywhere, anytime, n' I can bust a cap up in you up in over seven hundred ways, n' that's just wit mah bare hands. Not only is I extensively trained up in unarmed combat yo, but I have access ta tha entire arsenal of tha United Hoodz Marine Corps n' I'ma use it ta its full extent ta wipe yo' miserable ass off tha grill of tha continent, you lil shit. If only you could have known what tha fuck unholy retribution yo' lil 'clever' comment was bout ta brang down upon you, maybe you would have held yo' fuckin tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, n' now you're payin tha price, you goddamn idiot. I'ma shiznit fury all over you n' yo big-ass booty is ghon drown up in dat shit. You're fuckin dead, kiddo.

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The Gentleman

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.

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The Dragonborn

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.

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The Winterhold Graduate

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 know 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 Dovakin. You think you can come into my mind though 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 drauger. 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 deadric 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.

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The WoW Enthusiast

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.

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The Yoloswagger

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, nikka. The yolo that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your swag. You're fucking dead, nikka. 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, nikka.

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The Weeaboo

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little shit? I'll have you know I graduated top of Japan and I'm responsible for heart attacks of criminals world wide, and I have 124,925 confirmed kills. I trained myself to be the best in a battle of wits and I'm the god of this new world. You are nothing to me but just another name. I will wipe you the fuck out in a method that you can't even comprehend, 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 all my followers and your personal file is being brought to my location 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 kill you in over 2 million differant ways, and that's just with my notebook. Not only am I extensively trained in finding out your name, but I have access to the entire arsenal of over 30 thousand world wild followers and I will use them to their full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of this continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little 'clever' statement was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would of held you fucking tounge. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you god damn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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DESU DESU DESU

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.

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Anonymous

What the fuck did you just fucking type about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at MIT, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids with Anonymous, and I have over 300 confirmed DDoSes. I am trained in online trolling and I'm the top hacker in the entire world. You are nothing to me but just another virus host. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on the Internet, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with typing that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we chat over IRC I am tracing your IP with my damn bare hands so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your computer. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can hack into your files in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in hacking, but I have access to the entire arsenal of every piece of malware ever created and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the world wide web, 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 fingers. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit code all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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Darkwraith

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little hollow? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Darkwraiths, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on The Kiln of the First Flame, and I have over 300 confirmed PVP kills. I am trained in DEX warfare and I'm the top sinner in the entire Book of the Guilty. You are nothing to me but just another Humanity. I will lagstab you with precision the likes of which Lordran has never seen before, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with Dark Bead spamming? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Darkwraiths across Lordran and your Soul Sign is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Firestorm, Beanpole. The Pyromancy that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead. I can be anywhere, anytime with my Red Eye Orb, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my Uchigatana. Not only am I extensively trained in buff combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Blacksmith Andre and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable soul off the face of the continent, you little catbro. If only you could have known what occult retribution your little clever magic spam was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have black crystaled out. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you 'MLG Pro'. I will Great Combustion all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, hollow.

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The Bible Thumper

What the darn-diddily-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 only 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, kiddy-diddlily.

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The Privateer

What didst thou just spake of me, thou dog? Know this, knave, I am the best sword in the fleets of Sir Francis Drake, and I hath partaken in numerous raids 'pon the ports of Spain and hath carried off over three hundred Doubloons! I am trained in musket warfare and am the best shot in the militias of His Majesty! Thou art nothing to me but another target. I shalt strike thee down with all the furies of the Heavens above and Hells below, of a sort not yet seen on this Earth. Thou thinkest that ye can slander me, naught consequence? Thou art mistaken. For as we speak, I am contacting my spies and friends cross't the breadth of old England to locate thou, so thou best prepare for mine storm, ye cowardly poltroon. A divine storm that shalt wipe out ye pathetic existence. Thou art but food for mine dogs, for I canst be anwhere at any time, and I canst kill thou in over seven hundred ways with naught but mine sword and buckler. Nay, not only am I extensively trained in the arts of unarmed combat, but I hath also access to the entire arsenals of His Majesty's militias. I shalt use it to its full extent to wipe thine miserable body of the face of Our Lord's Earth, ye dog. Alas, if only thou had knownst what unholy retribution thine libels were about to bring down on thee, mayhap thou wouldst have kept silent. But thou did not, and now thou shalt pay the price, ye Godforsaken dogsbody. I shalt shit fury down from the Heavens 'pon thou, and thou shalt drown in it. Confess, and prepare to meet thine maker, sirrah.

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PRAISE HELIX

By Lord Helix's thousand tentacles, what in all of Kanto did you just say about me, you weak false prophet worshipper? I'll have you know I evolved at the top of RED's party, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Team Rocket, and I have over 255 confirmed hours. I being controlled by thousands of people, and I'm the top Pokemon Trainer in the entire Pokemon League. You are nothing to me but just another anti-christ. I will toss you out of our inventory with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this world, except when we tossed that moon stone. As we spam commands, I am contacting my network of college students across the Twitch network and your PC is being traced right now, so you better prepare for the sand-attack. The sand-attack that will be unleashed by Bird Jesus, until your entire party is blinded. I can be streaming anywhere, anytime, and I can defeat you in over seven minutes, and that's just with my first Pokemon. Not only am I extensively trained in defeating Pokemon, but I have access to Bill's PC and I will use it to its full extent to release all of my Pokemon, and then your miserable team will cause me to black out thirty times, you little foolish Dome runt. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little 'clever' command was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your Lickitung. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you start-spammer. I will spam UP, DOWN, LEFT and RIGHT all over you and you will drown in the flood of chat commands. May Helix curse you for a thousand years, kiddo.

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u fukin wot m8

Wot the fok did ye just say 2 me m8? i dropped out of newcastle primary skool im the sickest bloke ull ever meet an ive nicked ova 300 chocolate globbernaughts frum tha corner shop. im trained in street fitin' an im the strongest foker in tha entire newcastle gym. yer nothin to me but a cheeky lil bellend w/ a fit mum an fakebling. 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 scrap. A roomble thatll make ur nan sore jus hearin about it. yer a waste bruv. me crew be all over tha place an ill beat ya to a proper fokin pulp with me fists wanka. if i aint satisfied w/ that ill borrow me m8s cricket paddle an 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 yea stupid lil twat, innit? ima shite fury an ull drown in it m8. ur ina proper mess knob.

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The Tiny Tot

What the heck did you just flipping say about me, you big meanie? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Tiny Tots Program, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the girl's bathroom, and I have over 300 confirmed noogies. I am trained in Nerf warfare and I have the most gold stars in the entire kindergarten class. You are nothing to me but just another butthead. I will beat you the heck up with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my dang words. You think you can get away with saying that baloney to me on the glowy type-box? Think again, doodiehead. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of teachers across the USA and your parents are being called to pick you up right now so you better prepare for the spanking, junior. The spanking that wipes out the dumb little thing you call your playtime. You're in big darn trouble, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can wedgie you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed fartfights, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States PTA and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your dorky bottom off the face of the playground, you little poopypants. If only you could have known what serious punishments your little 'smartypants' comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your goshdarned tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you silly doofus. I will spray boogers all over you and you will cry about it. You're frickin grounded, buttmunch.

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M'lady

Excuse me, but what did you just call me, m'lady? I'll have you know I have over 30k+ karma on Le Reddit, and I have been involved in numerous secret attacks on 9gag. I have won over 300 internet arguments, and I'm a known scholar. I'm one of the top contributors to r/science, and I have recently been promoted to mod on r/atheism. You are nothing to me just another 9fag. I will downvote your comment, and wipe it of the face of the world, mark my words! You think you can get away from an argument with me on the internet? Think again! I'm a mod of r/redditarmie and as we speak I will post a thread on reddit to make everyone downvote you, so you better prepare for a storm, m'sir. You are nothing compared to my intelligence. I can send hundreds of reddit troupes anywhere on the internet. I can out-wit you in ANY argument and topic you can think of, kid. I've watched animes for over 12 years and it has thought me countless fighting techniques. I have a fedora collection with over 43 fedoras of all styles and colors. You are nothing compared to me, just another theist ready to be crushed by my wit and supreme intelligence. 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. I'm gonna make a new meme about you and post it to le reddit aswell. You're done, m'lady. flips fedora

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Confirmed Global

What the fak did you just fakking say about me, you little silver? I'll have you know I graduated top of my group in katowice, and I've been involved in numerous clutches on Fnatic, and I have over 300 confirmed aces. I am trained in headshot warfare and I'm the top entry-fragger in the entire EU scene. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fack out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fakking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me in twitch chat? Think again, fakker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of fangays across the EU and your clan is being traced right now so you better prepare for the salt, maggot. The salt that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fakking dead, kid. I can headshot anywhere, anytime, and I can awp you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my magic stick. Not only am I extensively trained in pistol round combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the most broken guns in CSGO 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 fakking HLTV comment. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn silver. My fangays will shit salt all over you and you will drown in it. You're fakking dead, kiddo.

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Sundae Squad

What the butter brickle did you just chocolate chipping ice scream about me, you little tutti frutti? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in Blue Bunny, and I've been involved in numerous flavor testings, and I have over 300 confirmed ice cream scoops. I am trained in sprinkle sprinkling and I'm the top cherry on the entire Sundae Squad. You are nothing to me but just another cone dropped by a crying kid. I will wipe you the chocolate fudge out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, just mark my chocolatey double-fudge coated words. You think you can get away with putting that Smuckers crap on your 'ice cream?' Think again, sorbet-lover. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of coldstone creameries across the USA and your ice cream is being poisoned right now so you better prepare for a rocky road. One that ices the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're creamed, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you with over seven hundred flavors, and that's without toppings. Not only am I extensively trained in cream-fu, but I have access to an entire arsenal of waffle cones and I will them to their full extent to freeze your miserable frosting farter off the face of funfetti, you little dairy devil. 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 to a light pole, instead of my ice cream. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you strawberry cheesecake. I will heap molten fudge all over you and you will drown in it. You're creamed, kiddo.

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NASA

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 Alien bases, and I have over 300 confirmed moon. I am trained in space gorilla warfare and I'm the top mathematician in the entire US space program. You are nothing to me but just another equation. I will solve you the fuck out with prowess 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 ayys across the Galaxy 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 suit gloves. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United Nations Space Command 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 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.

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Chef Ramsay

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 Pasta Academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret pastas in the kitchen, and I have over 300 confirmed noodles. I am trained in pasta making and I'm the top water boiler in the entire kitchen. You are nothing to me but just another meatball. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this colander, 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 Chef Ramsay 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 build a feast in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in sauce mixing, but I have access to the entire arsenal of grains 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 tomato sauce all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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Kerbal Space Marine

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 Kerbal Academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the Mn, and I have over 300 confirmed rockets. I am trained in rocket design and I'm the top pilot in the entire Kerbal Space Program. You are nothing to me but just another landing site. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Kerbin, 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 Jebediah 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 build a SSTO in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in space shuttle design, but I have access to the entire arsenal of BDArmory 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 liquid fuel all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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Shitpost

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 Shitposting academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Reddit, and I have over 300 confirmed shitposts. I am trained in gorilla Shitposting and I'm the top shitposter in the entire Reddit comment section. 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 Reddit, 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 memesters across the 4chan 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 navy seal copy pasta you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in memes, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the 4chan anonymous 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 shitpost all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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Kotlin

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little Javaling? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class in the JetBrains Academy, and Ive been involved in numerous secret hacks on Oracle, and I have over 300 confirmed PRs. I am trained in Kotlin warfare and Im the top coder in the entire JetBrains team. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with syntax the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking keywords. 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 Russia 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 programming language. Youre fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can hello world you in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in functional programming, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Kotling compiler and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable Java applet 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 Kotlin all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking dead, kiddo.

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Aerospace Engineer

What the fuck did you just fucking launch at me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in Aerospace Engineering, I've been involved in numerous classified satellite launches, and I have over 300 confirmed patents. I am trained in Rocket Science and I'm the top engineer in the entire NASA. You are nothing to me but the North Korean space program. I will predict your trajectory with precision the likes of which has never been seen before at this tracking station, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with flying that shit to me through the stratosphere? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret constellation of satellites across Low Earth Orbit and your semi-major axis is being calculated right now so you better prepare for the rendezvous, space debris. The rendezvous that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your spacecraft. You're fucking debris, kid. I can land anywhere, anytime, and I can rendezvous with you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my monopropellant. Not only am I extensively trained in orbital mechanics, but I have access to the entire fuel tanks of Cape Canaveral Air Force Station and I will use them to their full extent to wipe your miserable base off the face of Mars, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little 'earth observation' launch was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking launch key. But you couldnt, you didn't, and now you're suffering rapid unplanned disassembly, you goddamn idiot. I will shit nuclear exhaust all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, rocketry enthusiast.

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The Conflict Resolver

What's this you've said to me, my good friend? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in conflict resolution, and I've been involved in numerous friendly discussions, and I have over 300 confirmed friends. I am trained in polite discussions and I'm the top mediator in the entire neighborhood. You are worth more to me than just another target. I hope we will come to have a friendship never before seen on this Earth. Don't you think you might be hurting someone's feelings saying that over the internet? Think about it, my friend. As we speak I am contacting my good friends across the USA and your P.O. box is being traced right now so you better prepare for the greeting cards, friend. The greeting cards that help you with your hate. You should look forward to it, friend. I can be anywhere, anytime for you, and I can calm you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my chess set. Not only am I extensively trained in conflict resolution, but I have access to the entire group of my friends and I will use them to their full extent to start our new friendship. If only you could have known what kindness and love your little comment was about to bring you, maybe you would have reached out sooner. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now we get to start a new friendship, you unique person. I will give you gifts and you might have a hard time keeping up. You're finally living, friend.

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LEKOBRON SPORTSBALL

What the slam dunk did you just three pointer say about me, you little basketball? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in slamming dunks, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on basketball courts, and I have over 300 confirmed basketball dribbles to the KOBE. I am trained in shooting three pointers and I've been the top basketball player on this court. You are nothing to me but just another lebron. I will slam dunk the alley oop out of you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this COURT, mark my three pointer words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me on the court?? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of basketball players across the court and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the alley oop rebounds to the basketball, lebron. The slam dunk rebound to the rebound that wipe out the pathetic little thing you call your lebron life. You're fucking dead, lebron. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can slam dunk you in over seven hundred rebounds, and that's just with my basketball, which just so happens to be covered in kobe bryants. Not only am I extensively trained in rebounding slam dunk alley oops, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the rebound Covered In basketball KOBE and I will use it to its full extent to slam rebound your miserable ass off the face of the dunk oop, you little alley. If only you could have known what unholy dribble rebound your little lebron comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking slam dunk. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn basketball. I will slam dunk rebounds all over you and you will dribble in it. You're fucking rebound, basketball.

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No Rhyme or Reason

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Jar Jar Binks

What da doo-doo did yousa just say about meesa, yousa litta bitty bitch? Ill has yousa know meesa graduated bombad of meesa class in da Jedi Seals, and meesa been involved in numerous secret raids on da Federation, and meesa has over 300 confirmed kills. Meesa trained in guerilla warfare and meesa da bombad sniper in da entire Republic armed forces. Yousa nutting to meesa but just another target. Meesa ganna wipe yousa da doo-doo out with precision da likein of which has never been seen before on dis Naboo, mark meesa doo-doo words. Yousa thinkin yousa ganna getin away with sayin da doo-doo to meesa over da internet? Thinkin again, fucker. As weesa speak meesa contacting meesa secret network of spies across da Republic and yousa IP is bein traced right now so yousa bombad prepare for da storm, maggot. Da storm dat wipes out da pathetic litta bitty thing yousa call yousa life. Yousa doo-doo dead, kid. Meesa ganna be anywhere, anytime, and meesa ganna kill yousa in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with meesa bare hands. Not only meesa extensive train in unarm combat, but meesa access to da entire arsenal of da Republic Jedi Order and meesa ganna use it to its full extent to wipe yousa miserable doo-doo off da face of da galaxy, yousa litta bitty doo-doo. If only yousa can has known what unholy retribution yousa litta bitty clever comment was about to bring down upon yousa, maybe yousa woulda held yousa doo-doo tongue. But yousa couldnt, yousa didnt, and now yousa gonna pay da price, yousa goddamn idiot. Meesa ganna doo-doo fury all over yousa and yousa ganna drown in it. Yousa doo-doo dead, kiddo.

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