See, I was crazy once. They locked me in a room, a rubber room, a rubber room with rats, and rats make me crazy. Quit yapping about your nonsense before I slam a huge meow onto your face. If I catch you in the typing section again, it's donezo for you, little kid. I shall defuse thy rump, thy scallywag, if my consciousness detects a dastardly dialogue inside my talkback square. It shall conclude for you.