What the heck did you just fricking say about me, you little fricker? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the heck'nd grade, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on stock photo websites with 3d emoticon graphics, and I have over 300 instances where I just didn't give a heck. I am trained in hecking people up and I’m the top heckraiser in the entire Heckoslovakia armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will heck you the frick up with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my dang words. You think you can get away with saying that crap to me over the Internet? Think again, motherhecker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of heckers across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, fricker. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fricking done, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can heck you up in over seven hundred ways, and that's when I'm not even giving a heck. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed hecking, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Heckoslovakia military and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable butt off the face of the continent, you little fricker. 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 dang tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you gosh dang idiot. I will crap fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re hecking dead, kiddo.