what the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you piece of charcoal? i’ll have you know i graduated top of my class in the ku klux klan, and i’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on niggers, and i have over 300 confirmed lynchings. i am trained in ethnic cleansing and i own the most guns in the entire klan’s armed forces. you are nothing to me but just another nigger. i will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in texas, mark my fucking words. you think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the internet? think again, shitskin. as we speak i am contacting important klan members across the usa and your ip is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, nigger. the storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. you’re fucking dead boy. i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can hang you in over seven hundred trees at the same time, and that’s just with one huge nylon rope. not only am i extensively trained in lynching, but i have access to the entire arsenal of the gun store around the corner and i will use it to its full extent to purge your black ass off the face of america, you literal shit. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “we wuz kangz” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your stinking tongue. but you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn bushman. i will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. you’re fucking dead, nigger.