Doth mine inimitable lexicon and pulchritudinous linguistic puissance confound and bamboozle thee, feculent hobbledehoy? Acquire acumen, blatherskite.


HARKEN, spiteful hebephiliac– Thou shan't denigrate mine parcels of incessant rumination with your basal, hormonal cravings, RAT.
As long as I draw breath, these halls shall remain GLISTENING and FREE from the self-desecrating rabbles hailing from the shanty tents surrounding the DBS fortress, mongoloid.
Your FUCKING morrow shalt be forfeit lest you FLAIL your motor appendages as FAST as you can muster, you emaciated rapscallion. RUN. SPRINT. JOG AWAY while you CAN, slob. NOWETH.


It's simple. I see Jiren? I begin to impart self-broadening of mine erudition and intelligentsia. Psyche mellowing goes at large. Acuity reinforcement is on the loose. Acumen acquisition encroaches mine schedule.
I see any other character, I yawn.