Did I hurt your little feelings? You have no idea how I grew up dumbass. Typical response by the sheep.
Of course you hurt my feelings, I'm a bishop and in charge of the food storage for the whole stake. I know exactly how you grew up; a spoiled little Skyline/East side chump, who injected roids into you and your friends asses and tried to look cool at school by wearing ankle socks and walking on your tip-toes to show off your calf muscles. I know your ilk, jerk face.
p.s. I'm not a sheep, I'm a horse.