This has got to be some of the nerdiest trash talking in the history of violence. I mean, first, it’s all done with the formal “you” and second, it sounds like someone who has never done a lick of fighting.
He might as well push up his tape-repaired glasses after this one.
Good sir, I would like to kindly rquest that you insert the tip of your sword into the integrity of my flesh, thereby creating a wound. And I would like to suggest, as any gentleman might, that your mother is not beautiful, your father dishonorable and your sister a common stale.
And furthermore, your mother is so fat that when she sit-eth around the house she really sit-eth around the house.
The Hamlet Project 