When Five kills Eight:
Me: *Deep breath*
Me: YOU FRICKING FRICK BAG I AM GONNA KILL YOU BOI IMMA COME OVER THERE AND SMACK YOU I HATE YOU WHY FIVE WHY WHY EIGHT HE WAS THE KINDEST FRICKING GARDE YOU KILLED HIM I AM GONNA KILL YOU YOU SON OF A BURRITO YOU FRICKING MOUTHBREATHER YOU FRICKING MOGADORIAN YOU FRICKING FRICK YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHAVACADO I HATE YOU WHY FIVE YOU TOOK AWAY MARINA'S LOVE WHAT THE FRICKING FRICK I HATE YOU I AM SO FRICKING GLAD YOU'RE EYE IS GONE I HOPE YOU DIE A TERRIBLE DEATH YOU WORTHLESS FRICK AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: *gasping for breath* Rant over
