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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 Fiber Institute, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on campers, and I have over 3000000000000000 confirmed kills. I am trained in ungulate warfare and I’m the top fiber in the entire outdoor world. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with my inferior insulating abilities when wet, 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 clothes 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, because you will be clothed only in cotton so you will die in said storm. You’re fucking dead, kid. People where me anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just when your outside. Not only am I extensively trained in freezing people to death, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Department of Agriculture and I will use it to its full extent to wipe up spills in the form of a handy kitchen towel, 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.
