What the frick did you just fricking say about me, you little booger? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Flood, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on #Destiny, and I have over 300 confirmed troll threads. I am trained in trolling warfare and I’m the top troll in the entire Floodian armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another Desticle. I will wipe you the frick out with bait the likes of which has never been seen before on this forum, mark my frickin' words. You think you can get away with saying that stuff over the Flood? Think again, fricker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of trolls across the Flood and your threads are being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your insanity. You’re fricking dead, kid. I can be in any thread, at anytime, and I can troll you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my basic bait. Not only am I extensively trained in trolling, but I have access to the entire trolling guide of the Floodian Army Troll Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable self off the face of the site you little poop. 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 fricking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you idiot. I will poop fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fricking dead, kiddo
wot the fok did ye just say 2 me m8? i dropped out of newcastle primary skool im the sickest bloke ull ever meet & ive nicked ova 300 chocolate globbernaughts frum tha corner shop. im trained in street fitin' & im the strongest foker in tha entire newcastle gym. yer nothin to me but a cheeky lil bellend w/ a fit mum & fakebling. ill waste u and smash a fokin bottle oer yer head bruv, i swer 2 christ. ya think u can fokin run ya gabber at me whilst sittin on yer arse behind a lil screen? think again wanka. im callin me homeboys rite now preparin for a proper scrap. A roomble thatll make ur nan sore jus hearin about it. yer a waste bruv. me crew be all over tha place & ill beat ya to a proper fokin pulp with me fists wanka. if i aint satisfied w/ that ill borrow me m8s cricket paddle & see if that gets u the fok out o' newcastle ya daft kunt. if ye had seen this bloody fokin mess commin ye might a' kept ya gabber from runnin. but it seems yea stupid lil twat, innit? ima shite fury & ull drown in it m8. ur ina proper mess knob.