What the fuck did you just say about me you little whore? I will have you know that I am the best in my class in the Foreign Legion, and I have participated in numerous surprise attacks against Al-Qaeda, and I have more than 300 confirmed victims. I am trained in guerilla tactics and I am the best sniper in the French Armed Forces. You are nothing more than another target. I will disappear you from the face of this fucking planet with a precision never seen before, remember my fucking words. You think that you can get away after saying that shit to me on the Internet? Think well, motherfucker. As we speak I am contacting my network of spies across the globe and your IP is being traced right now, so prepare for the tempest, vermin. The tempest which sweeps this pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, any time, and I can kill you in more than seven hundred ways, and that is just with my bare hands. I am not only trained in unarmed combat, but I also have access to the entire arsenal of the Land Army of the Republic and I will use it to the maximum for removing your little arse from the continent, you dumb little shit. If only you had known what unholy vengeance that waited thanks to your little “mean” comment, perhaps you would have shut your gob. But you didn’t, you couldn’t, and now you’re paying the price, fucking asshole. I will shit on you until you drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.