…I will kill you.
And then I will ressurect your carcass.
And then kill you again.
And then repeat the process until it gets boring.
Then I shall bury your corpse at a mountain of turds.
And write “Here lies Twatty McCunt, the biggest Twatcake to ever Twattle the Twat mountains” on your gravestone.
And the gravestone is shaped like a butt.