Die! Just die—all of you!
[For anyone who happens to be passing by the area, they might notice one (1) teenage boy stomping on a flower bed like his life depends on it.
STOMP STOMP STOMP—yeah those flowers are looking pretty dead now. He continues stepping on them though, just to make sure.]Damn it! This is—! Just die!
[HE IS NOT CRAZY, HE SWEARS.]