I knew it. I knew that I wouldn't have a hiatus for long.

ARGH I HATE YOUUUU KIMBERLY. Are you crazy? Hurling insults at me while bathing in the toilet? SERIOUSLY? WTHECK?!

And you bloody well know that the whole block hears you if you do that, dumbshit.

It would have been very peaceful if you stayed in school to study. What a conducive environment.

WHY DID YOU HAVE TO RUIN MY PEACEFUL DAY I'VE GIVEN MYSELF OFF? YOU MOFO.
Grrrr *Grits teeth clenches fist*

Right now I'm thinking of punching you in your pudgy face, then as usual, the torture I'd like to use on people like you, duct tape your whole scalp with the ugliest colour I can ever find. Probably ochre, since it looks like laosai. Then cut off a little and tape it on your eyebrows. Think you're gonna look blonde? NO NO NO WRONG. WRONG. WRONG.

Botak.

"What?" I hear you say. "YEAH BOTAK." And then I'll pull those duct tape ruthlessly and mercilessly off you. There you go. Botak. Understand, ba-bitch?!

That's not the end. Imma revive Chuck Norris, ask him to deliver his roundhouse kick onto that stomach. Make sure you puke >:{

Wait. NO. I should shut your mouth up first --- with yes, duct tape. LOTS OF IT. Don't mind using one whole roll for it. On the first layer of it, I'll smear jalapenos on to it. Then tape it onto your mouth, tightly. Then secure it with lots of duct tape, one whole roll. Or maybe two. THEN I'LL INVITE CHUCK NORRIS TO DELIVER THAT ROUNDHOUSE KICK. Can't puke, and your mouth's on fire. AND YOU CAN'T SCREAM. Hahahaha.

Yeah. Don't make me realize my fantasy, alrighty? It ain't gonna be a delightful trip if you do so.

Oh and if I feel exceptionally evil, I might break all your bottles of nail polish. *Evil laughter*