Beekeeper: Looks like they were ONE OF YOUR'S, izzy!!!
Isabel: Why does it "look that way", shrieking moron?
So you can't support your brainless bleating.
And AGAIN my brilliant trap catches another racist clown.
YOU: Now, you got slapped around my me pretty hard already. Do you want even more??
And the self-comforting lies begin.
I NEVER get tired of beating you rightie morons around the room. watching you desperately chanting your magic words , hiding in fantasy and sobbing.
It's my guilty, guilty pleasure.
YOU: You should run along before you get massacred again. Kinda like Custer up at the Little Big Horn.\
I love it when you beg.