What the ♥♥♥♥ did you just say about me? I will ♥♥♥♥♥♥' show you that you're a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dumb dirt eating twig. What you don't know, is that I am perfect. I make over fifty hundred thousand dollars every week. I'm also a model, and everyone I walk past ​SHOWERS me​ with hundreds of dollars. You? You're just a hobo on the side of the street. Making little to no money. Pff, I could even buy you if I wanted. You'd be my personal slave--Scratch that, my sex slave. Hell, I have enough money to buy America if I wanted to! You will NEVER acomplish what I can. You are just, a filthy little scumbag who begs for their money. You stink, you look like something out of the trash, and you don't even wash! Swine, not even refugee shelters will take you. Yeah, you're that bad. And FYI, I don't want to associate myself with such lowely pigs like you. I have standards, and you are way below them. So, get lost. Now, I must attend to my meeting that I have set up for my fellow co-workers.