listen here you little mange-bearded taco-eating grime-covered braincell-lacking fanta-drinking greasy degenerate, don’t you dare mess with me, because i swear to god i am going to pull you by your stupidly long mane of tangled hair into the tree in my backyard, load you into a catapult, and shoot you into africa with nothing but a broken phone charger and i hope you get spit-roasted buck naked by some hungry natives you absolute kale salad of a human being.