Literature
You have angered my Wrath
Now you see, when I'm angry, I do not physically kick your butt. NO, I do something else. I kick the butt in your mind, a part of your mind you never thought you had because your brain's too small to contain it. I mean, I just go in there and I shove my metaphorical foot up dat muthafooger and you don't realize until I walk away. Then you know what happens? You live the rest of your life scarred, wondering how on God's green earth I made an ass appear in your head and how I managed to kick it and when your in bed at night, you're afraid to fall asleep because you know you're going to have a dream, and inside that dream there is another dream,