I know actually a lot about what she eats…
Also, I didn’t say anything about what she eats. I might have kinda been hoping that the portent of my soliloquy might have become lost in the circumlocutive nature of my phrasing.
Ooh, I’m real scared now.
Literally, that sounds like a very empty threat. Maybe if you had ended with an evil laugh emoji it could be taken seriously?
Even in the extremely unlikely case that your threat is serious (if indeed you are capable of being anything less than pleasant to any non sibling), I am ready and waiting for it. If in personal insult, I do not hold myself to be above criticism, nor do I take myself so seriously as to resent humor at my expense. Nay, indeed I would hear if I am to be roasted so I may laugh as well.
If in physical remuneration, well I think that you would only succeed in injuring yourself (as has befallen arguably stronger women).
And if you have devised another, perhaps more insidious punishment, I should welcome it with such masochism as I can muster at short notice.
So in essence, I defy you to make me genuinely rue the day I decided to cross words with such a nobly rotund keyboard warrior as yourself.
Your move