"What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I created the entire Team Rocket when I was 29, and I’ve had the tails cut off 300 slowpokes. I've stolen Pokémon from nearly every region. You are nothing to me but just another mission target. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my team friends from across the planet 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 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 Persian. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Team Rocket to steal your Pokémon, 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 tongue. You didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking KO'd, kiddo."