I’ll have you know I fucking won the 100 Push-Ups a Day Challenge, and I’ve been involved in an active non-sedentray lifestye, and I have over 300 inch biceps. I’ve been around a long time and I know more than any other candidate. You are nothing to me but just another fat fuck in flyover country. I will wipe you the fuck out with push-ups 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 during the primaries? Get your words straight, jack! As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the Ukraine and your fat ass 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, fat. 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 CIA 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.