What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.
Behold, the navyseal copy pasta as images (english, french, dutch, afrikaans):
The navyseal copypasta, but all the languages xor'd
And then I had chatGPT neuter it
What on Earth did you just say about me, you tiny keyboard warrior? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in Advanced Typing Skills, and I’ve dominated countless trivia nights at local bars. I have over 300 confirmed wins in online debates. I'm trained in sarcastic rhetoric, and I’m the top eye-roller in the entire Discord server. You are nothing to me but another pop-up notification. I will dismantle your argument with precision unseen since the invention of the Oxford comma - mark my italicized words. You think you can just toss that sass my way on the Internet? Think again, buddy. Even as we speak, I’m summoning my elite group chat across the country, and your username is being aggressively side-eyed. So prepare for the mild inconvenience, pal. The mild inconvenience that obliterates your poorly constructed opinions. You're done, champ. I can show up in any thread, any time, and I can roast you in over seven hundred ways - and that's just using dad jokes. Not only am I trained in passive aggression, but I also have access to the full meme arsenal of the Internet, and I will use it to full effect to make sure your comments get downvoted into oblivion. If only you had known what whimsical chaos your "clever" comment was about to unleash, maybe you would have reconsidered. But you didn't. And now you must suffer the consequences - in the form of a strongly worded reply. Prepare to be mildly embarrassed. You're toast, sport.