Dear Mr. Geimen,

I write this post in response to your previous one (8299) and wish to say that i accept your call to battle. I speak on behalf of the Taterian Empire (Tatertropolis, Tateria, and all other Non-Tater yet Tater Followers, Believers, Affiliates, as well as Taters themselves who aren't citizens, and Tuna Casserole) when i say that we are tired of your bullying ways and that we will show no mercy on your behalf.
We will grind your bones with the dullest mallets in the kitchen, and then proceed to use the dust left over to sprinkle as seasoning on our Mushroom-Potato Soup. And once we are finished with you, your brain will be extracted through your left ear-hole, your spleen will become the official secret ingrediant in our mashed potato recipe, your heart will be melted, molded into a pop sickle, and then frozen and purveyed to the local orphans of Ashtan.

Have a good day.

-[Malak, Tater Emperor]-

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Valnuary, in the year 273 AF.