Eat, sleep, scream, repeat
My old PC beat me at chess. But it learned that it can't beat me at kickboxing.

Sultan! O sultan, Turkish devil and damned devil's kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the hell kind of knight are thou, that canst not slay a hedgehog with your naked arse? The devil ♥♥♥♥♥, and your army eats. Thou shalt not, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, make subjects of Christian sons. We have no fear of your army; by land and by sea we will battle with thee. AND ♥♥♥♥ YOUR MOTHER.

Thou Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, brewer of Jerusalem, YOU GOAT-♥♥♥♥♥♥ OF ALEXANDRIA, swineherd of Greater and Lesser Egypt, PIG! PIG! PIG of Armenia, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our ♥♥♥♥. Pig's snout, mare's arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow. Screw your own mother!

So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won't even be herding pigs for the Christians. Now we'll conclude, for we don't know the date and don't own a calendar; the moon's in the sky, the year with the Lord. The day's the same over here as it is over there, and for this... kiss my arse!