What the fuck did you just say about me, you privileged white male? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at Dartmouth, and I've been involved in numerous secret feminist organizations, and I have over 300 confirmed triggers. I am trained in crying when I don't get my way and I'm the top lecturer in my feminist debate group. You are nothing to me but another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision 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 to me on the internet? Think again fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Tumblr feminists across the USA and your privilege 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 bare hands and my extremely annoying nagging. Not only am I extensively trained in nagging, but I have access to the entire emoticon collection on the internet and I will use it to its full extent to wipe out your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known the unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you are paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, you privileged white male.