Poppo. I will walk to your house, and personally. Beat. The. Living. Shit. Out. Of. You.
In case I haven't made this clear? I fucking hate you. If it were up to me, you would be out of the clan. My grandmother died today. That is why I will be gone. So shut your fucking mouth, before I shut it for you. Do you understand? Or do I need to fucki g shove the words down your throat.