The Official Steam Group of "Taking you down to the flinthills 8 parking lot and beating your ass"

What the zoobidey flip-flop-bop did you just say about me, you flippidy zoob woobity? I'll have you know I zooped and flooped to the top of my class in the zobbler wobbler, and I've rop-♥♥♥-flopped in numerous shoobidy doobidies on floppity pudding, and I have over 300 shibbidy bops. I am trained in flap-floppities and I'm the top doober in the entire shibbidy. You are nothing to zoobidy-me but just another zoobidy. I will zoop you the blop out with percision the likes of which has never been seen before on this floobidy Earth, mark my flibbidy flop. You think you can flop away with zoobing that doobie-woobie to me over the interzoobies? Think again, flap-flopper. As we speak I am zipping my blopping bloop of flobbidies across the boopity and your floopidy is being flopped right now so you better poopidy for the big zoobidy flop party, son. You're jeever zeebered, son. I can be anywhere, any-flopping-time, and I can zoop and woop you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my boobidy shoobidies. Not only am I extensively zooped in zip-♥♥♥, but I have access to the entire zabber of the Zap ♥♥♥ Muggity Top and I will zoop it to its full extent to flap your floobity flop off the face of the zoobie, you zabber wabber. If only you could have known what zopping fury your little "zoopity" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have zooped up. But you couldn't. you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you flapping babbling shooby-wooper. I will zip zop all over you and you will drown in it. You're zooped, son.