PO: Do you really think that it's acceptable to just MESSAGE me whenever you want?
PO: I think it's clear that I had my program on this setting PRECISELY so you could not do that.
PO: And yet you still did.
PO: You're lucky I was here to even see this.

PO: We?
PO: Every single thing that you are saying still just sounds like a bunch of pointless claptrap.
PO: Which I don't want to hear.
PO: And I don't really think that I care anyways.
PO: Bu+ I'll give you like...
PO: One more go at properly explaining why you are trying so hard to sell me on this.

PO: i will drag your ragamuffin ass, kicking and squirming, ALL over +his homely hell's half-acre, you vermin pellet.
PO: so you better get the fuck up and help me figure out what to do about this game nonsense, or i will drown you in your own corn syrup tint and string your entrails around my waist before any otherworldly phenomenon can even THINK to take my place, holding up your garish ovular cranium and feasting on your mush drain.
PO: do you fucking HEAR me.
PO: WAKE UP.