What the squanch did you just squanching say about me, you little glip glop? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Federation Navy, and I've been involved in numerous raids on the tusken raiders, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire FN armed forces. You are nothing to me but another target. I will wipe you the squanch out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this galaxy, mark my squanching words. You think you can get away with saying that bantha fodder to me over the internet? Think again, squancher. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across this star system and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, mollusk. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your empire. You're squanching dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare tentacles. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Federation Navy Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable empire off the face of this sector, you little poodoo. If only you could have know what unholy retribution your little "clever" insult was about to bring down upon your empire, maybe you would have held your squanching tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you oridamn pointed-eared hobgoblin. I will poodoo fury all over your fleets and your empire will drown in it. You're squanching dead, kiddo.