Fuming, all consuming rage burning with the intensity of a hundred and seventeen furnaces stoked to the brim with the skulls of dead woodland critters!
...And possibly a slight itch around my elbow.
Oh, wait, one word...uhm...sec;
Fumingallconsumingrageburningwiththeintensityofahundredandseventeenfurnacesstoked
tothebrimwiththeskullsofdeadwoodlandcrittersandpossiblyaslightitcharoundmyelbow.