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What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch?
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I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals,
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and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda,
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and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare
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and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing
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to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with
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precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth,
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mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that
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shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am
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contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is
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being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot.
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The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life.
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You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill
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you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands.
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Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access
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to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use
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it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the
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continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy
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retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you,
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maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't,
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and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all
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over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo. |