Granted, the amazingocity of your post is permanently displayed in a tattoo upon my right buttock. Having grown increasingly obsessed with your post I begin stalking you. Eventually in a clearly delusional state of mind decide that I deserve to have everyone you know killed, so that I might have you all to myself. After systematically picking off everyone you've ever cared about, I entrap you in a deep pit and force you to repeatedly corrupt my wishes. I feed you with a steady supply of soured milk, demanding that you turn it into a feasible energy source. In the last moments before delirium completely takes over your conscious mind, you regret having ever cared about what I think.
I wish I was the world's greatest rodeo clown.