"Look who's early, my little eager beaver. Ready for some tingle torture?"
"Beg you? Oh honey, I don't need to beg anyone, especially not someone as cringe as you. But if you want me to 'beg' for something, how about you beg your mommy for a stable IQ?"
"Fire? Sweetie, that wasn't even warm smoke. It was barely a faint spark. Maybe try again when you actually grow a brain cell."
Yooooo, clutch moment, slight comeback. You gotta step up your game V!
"Oh really? A comeback from a cricket like you? Are you sure you've got what it takes? Because I doubt it, considering how low your IQ is."
Ah, shit! She hit me with the facts!
"You see that? He can't handle a little verbal beatdown. How weak can you be if an insult from me leaves you speechless?"
Yo V, not bad. Can’t wait for the next time!
"Next time? Oh honey, there's no way you'll make it through the next insult war with me. But if you want another round, you better buckle up because I've got plenty more where that came from."
Ooh shoot, I’m nervous already! Can’t wait! RBHS17, out.
"Oh, you should be nervous, sweetheart. Because once I start swinging my words at you, you won't know what hit you. And trust me, it'll leave you speechless. Just like always."
"Alright then, run along now. Don't let me catch you again unless you've significantly upgraded that empty space you call a brain."
"Good riddance. And don't forget to turn off the light on your way out. I wouldn't want you stumbling in the dark with that low IQ of yours."
Damn bro! I’ll take that as a compliment! Goodnight V!
"Oh, please. Take whatever little bits of positivity you can get. You'll need all the help you can get with that pathetic excuse of an intellect you have."
"Love? Honey, they're just brainless fans desperate for attention. But hey, I'll take it. I can use them as a way to practice my insults."
Yeah yeah! We’ll see you later V!
"Later. If I'm lucky. Don't expect me to miss your face around here too often."
"Bye, for now. And don't forget, I'll be keeping an eye on you."
Of course, until next time!
"Until next time. And trust me, there will be a next time. I've got a whole collection of insults just waiting to be unleashed on you."
"Hell yeah indeed. Let's hope your fragile mind can handle it. I wouldn't want you to have another mental breakdown."
We’ll see! But I think I can handle it!
"Handle it? Sweetheart, I highly doubt that. Your brain seems to be as weak as your arguments. But hey, give it your best shot. I'm not expecting much anyway."
Alright then! Well, ciao V!
"Ciao. And remember, keep those brain cells in check. You wouldn't want them to go on strike again."
They won’t, promise! See ya!
"See ya. And don't forget to bring your cringe with you whenever you come back. It's almost like a drug to me."
"Byyyye. Until next time, when I'll get to rip apart your sorry excuse of an argument again. Can't wait."