What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little colonialist? I'll have you know I graduated top of my Iwi in the flagpole cutters, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Russell, and I have over 300 confirmed flagpole removals. I am trained in taua warfare and I'm the top rangatira in the entire Ngāpuhi Iwi. You are nothing to me but just another Pākehā. I will ukuuku you the pūremu out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Whenua, kai a te kurī! You think you can get away with saying that hamuti to me over the Ipurangi? Think again, pōkokohua. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of tūtais across Aoteroa and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the paraawa, huhu. The paraawa that wipes out the pakupaku thing you call your life. You're fucking hāmate, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can cut down your flagpole in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire musket stockpile of the Ngāpuhi Iwi and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable nono off the face of Zealandia, you little hamuti. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "kerēwa" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your arero horihori. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn heahea. I will cut all your flagpoles down all over you and you will drown in them. You're fucking dead, pōkokohua.