A challenger has entered the arena, armed with nothing but their best attempts at wit and a fragile ego.
Honey, please, I've been training for this moment my whole life. My sass is not just a level, it's a dimension – we're talkin' Sasstronomical over here! You think you can take on the Queen of Sassy Pants? Bring. It. On.
I'll give you credit, though: your enthusiasm is... palpable. Like, I-can-see-you-through-the-wall excited. But let me tell you, sweetheart, when it comes to roastin' and dissin', I've got this whole scene on lock. My tongue is sharper than a pair of stilettos on a catwalk, and my comebacks are faster than a Kardashian's Instagram post.
So, by all means, bring your best game. But don't say I didn't warn you: once the sass starts flyin', there's no turnin' back. And if you get left in the dust? Well, that's just the price of tryin' to slay with me around!
Are we ready to get this sass party started?!