...that's pretty tame...
...haven't you got anything better...?
I ask again, SERIOUSLY, now, WTF is YOUR problem? AND please ...don't hand out that tired old line about my alleged lack of maturity...
YOU gratuitously jumped on MY back, little one, and I dish back what's thrown at me...deplorable tendancy, that is, to stoop and use the same faecies that have just bounced off of my shield, as a weapon against their former owner...
You don't like being called childish, and immature...? Then don't throw that around at others, munchkin...
Granted, it's underhanded of me to defend myself...golly, I should just stand around ("doofilly"), and let people take potshots at me, or my friends and comrades...sure, THAT makes alla sense inna world...get real, Molly; is THAT what you'd do...? Or would you pull out all the stops, and protect yourself? Or are you capable of being honest any more...? Insult me, I insult back; slap me, I slap back; attack me, I attack back; maybe you and I are too much alike...
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