What the funk did you just fucking say about me, you little wench? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Royal Academy, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Ludo’s castle, and I have over 300 confirmed spells. I am trained in Mewni warfare and I’m the top princess in the entire Butterfly Dynasty. You are nothing to me but just another monster. I will wipe you the funk out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my freaking words. You think you can get away with saying that stuff to me over the Internet? Think again, monster. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the realms and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, monster. The storm that wipes out the dumb little thing you call your life. You’re freaking dead, kid. 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 Mewmen Kingdom and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your sad butt off the face of the continent, you little turd. 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 freaking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you freaking dummy. I will turd fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re freaking dead, kiddo.