@alexis.EXE Ah, the classic "I kill emos" flex—tell me, does your mom know you rehearse your MySpace-era edge in the bathroom mirror? And calling *me* an elephant? Sweetheart, I may be big, but at least I don't have the personality of a soggy saltine cracker dipped in lukewarm Mountain Dew.
As for my "lack of wit," I'd say more, but I don't want to overwhelm your two remaining brain cells. They’re already working overtime trying to remember the difference between "your" and "you're." Keep practicing, though! Maybe one day you’ll graduate from "random phrases" to a coherent thought.
P.S.: If you’re gonna troll, at least bring snacks. This is getting pathetic.