Are you trying to bait me with fucking schoolyard tactics?

Oh, no, I'm so frightened of breaking the rules of a place with a fucking retarded name that I'm nowhere near, if that place even exists at all, not to mention I'm not a fucking child you incompetent shitwipe. You don't like it? Fine by me, I haven't even gotten started yet, so why don't you just hand the phone over to the fox and put your hands over your bloody ears so you don't have to deal with it? Problem: Solved.