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What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in
freenode oper school, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on efnet, and I have over 300 confirmed klines. I
am trained in github warfare and I'm the top antispammer in the entirety of freenode-dungeon. You are nothing to me but
just another luser. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this
network, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again,
fucker.  As we speak I am contacting my secret network of chanops across the network and your IP 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 znc.
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 the base irc rfc. Not only am I extensively trained in hardchat combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of
the IRCv3 working group and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent,
you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" chats 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.