I KNOW THAT, BUNIFA MUFFINDRA ALEXANDRA THE POPPERFLORA UNDERMAMA!
I feel like squeezing your guts out with an Amazon copper-plated anaconda and have the mutant burgers feed on your lifeforce. If I'm in a good mood, I shall be lenient and only release you after injecting 366180 litres of clostrudium botulinum into your minor veins and diaphgragm muscles. If not, that sadly, you'll be held in a telekinetic prison with with my hired expert illusionists to make your mind go as crazy as a whirlpool. Afterwards, you'll succumb to the wave of emotions the empaths will project onto you, making you lose every ounce of self-esteem. Then you'll enjoy a permanent residence in your room which contains 9 six-eyed sand spiders and a Death Starker scorpion for pets, sulphur and ammonia for air-fresheners and a lava bath. =)