How about...
I have a whois address and got your home address out of people at your ISP who can't stand pain.
I'll be there with 10 starving ferrets and a sawed off shotgun in 12 hours. Right after I finish making this meth and killing a crack whore that wandered near my shack.
Then I'll...
Oh wait. There's some guy at my door...
Yeah, just slide that thru the slot. No, I don't need the strappy jacket tonite.
You bastard!
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