Wot da 'ell did you zoggin' say to me, you lil' git? I’ll 'ave you know I's killiest of me Waaagh!, an' I’s been involved in lotsa secret raids on 'umies, an' I got lotsa confirmed bashes. I's killy in Waaagh! warfare an' I’s da top shoota in da Waaagh! You's nofink to me but anovver git. I's can bash you da zog up wif me choppa wif da likes of which's never been seen befer in da galaxy, mark me zoggin' words. You fink you can get away wif saying that stoff to me over da Internet? Fink again, git. I's contactin' me Waaagh! across da galaxy and you's being found right now, so you's better prepare fer da Waaagh!, git. The Waaagh! that wipes out da stupid lil' thing you call yer dakka. I's can be anywhere, an' I can bash you in lotsa ways, an' that’s just wif me bare 'ands. If only you coulda known wot a beatin' yer lil' “clever” comment's 'bout to bring down on you, maybe you'd hold yer zoggin' tongue. But you didn’t, and now yer payin' da price, you zoggin' git. Yer zoggin' bashed, git
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