I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Team Pseudolphin, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret games on the Illuminati, and I have over 300 confirmed Cory Baxter kills. I am trained in dolphin warfare and I’m the top player in the entire Pseudolphin battle-car forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the dolphin out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this stadium, mark my dolphining words. You think you can get away with telling me that dolphins are real over Rocket League? Think again, dolphiner. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of cars across the arena and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, Cory Baxter. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your car. You’re dolphining dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can demolish you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare wheels. Not only am I extensively trained in unboosted combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Pseudolphin Soccer Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable bumper off the face of the monitor, you little dolphin. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your dolphining tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddolphined idiot. I will dolphin fury all over you and you will explode in it. You’re dolphining dead, Cory Baxter.