Oh no.

You used an

empty

threat.

How will I ever survive?

Thrive?

Now my whole

Delicate

Meticulously

Pondered

Scheme of 

events to-

day has been utterly

bedraggled,

To the fullest extent of bedragglement which a bedraggled scheme of events can withstand.

Bother.

I fear you so,

for you are so INFINITELY superior to me.

Especially considering I am so utterly dumb. 

I may as well be a doornail when I grow up.

Yes, you have outshined me, BIG CHEESE.

You will always rule me.

I am no where near intelligent enough to form the difficult conclusion that you are nothing more than a

SCARED LITTLE 

SHEEP.

succumbing to the tactic of using deft threats in order to make sure your petty little game works out just the way you planned it.

I congratulate you for this.

I envy you.

My heart BLEEDS with succulent admiration for your beautiful accomplishment.

You devil, you.

What a nice little ball of dough.

You'll look quite pretty once you've been shoved into a mold and fried in the fat cats' oven for a few hours.

Yes, you'll do quite nicely.

I hope they put the "Authority" flavored frosting on you when you're a cookie.

Maybe you will receive a big, SHINY BADGE, TOO! OOH,GOODY, WOULDN'T THAT BE FUN!

I'm ecstatic.

Simply 

beaming.