Blueprint:

What the hell kind of karma do I have going on with you?

             You completely destroyed me.
             No warning, no blink.
             No glance over the shoulder.
             Confident of annihiliation.
             Good work.

How many times do I have to apologize, unclear on the offense?

            I’ve apologized three times in my entire LIFE.
            You’ve received the gift of more.
            Thanklessly.

What in the hell is all this about, anyway?

What the hell?