And what the fuck are you gonna about it? My bet is a whole lotta nothin'. A whole lotta nothin' combined with a pantload of heavy breathing.
***In thick British accent:***
I say, the hippopotamus stole my pretzels and now I simply cannot locate where I have misplaced my binoculars. Good lord, whatever will become of the world's economy if bwood doesn't shut his friggin' pie hole? The outcome will be inevitably disastrous and will most definitely interfere with my rigorous masturbation schedule. Preposterous!