What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class at the Helvetian Army Academy, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Rome, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in armored warfare and I’m the top gunner in the entire Helvetian armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with power the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am calling my contacts in the mafia across Helvetia and your location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my goddamn tank. Not only am I extensively trained in armored combat, but I have access to the Invisible Reaper and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the planet, you little shit. 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 fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

(I spent exactly way too much effort on this, and I honestly don't know why)