Are you trying to offend me?
Are you trying to insult me?
I advise you to try again because your low blows don’t work on me.
You know why?
Because I’m above you, honey.
Your rudeness can’t touch me.
Because the thick skin that covers me is an armor that has survived a thousand battles.
And you know what?
Even if I try, I couldn’t see you, honey
You know why?
Because my eyes can’t look into the obscurity of you and your lifeless existence.
But I am sure the cockroaches will welcome you because they recognize you as their own, honey.
