My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. After walking out of the theater for the 58th time, a Morbius hater walked up to me and insulter our lord and savior Father Jared Leto. My mind went “ghost” and apparently I said this to the blasphemic Morbius hater.
What the morb did you just morbing say about Daddy Jared Leto, you little morbungus? I'll have you know I graduated morgushiest morbussy of my class in the Morby Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Morb-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed morbs. I am trained in gorilla morbfare and I'm the morb sniper in the entire US morbed forces. You are nothing to Jared Leto but just another target. I will wipe you the morbibliography out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my morbing words. You think you can get away with saying that morbshit to Jared Leto over the Internet? Think again, morber. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of morbs across the UMA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, morbonkers. The storm that morbs out the pathetic little thing you call your morbitch. You're morbing dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can morb you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unmorbed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United Morbs Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable morb off the face of the continent, you little morbigungus. If only you could have known what unholy retrimorbution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have morbed your morbing tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're morbing the price, you goddamn morb. I will morbjaculate fury all over you and you will morb in it. You're morbing dead, kiddo.