WHAT THE FUCKING FLYING COCK SLAPPING WHORE JUGGLING BALL BUSTING FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME YOU FECAL FLICKING COCKAMAMIE ANUS BRAIN? DID YOU THINK YOUR LITTLE REMARK HUMORED EVEN THE MOST WEAK MINDED OF SLUM? YOU MUST HAVE A DEPRESSED GERBIL RUNNING ON A RUSTY WHEEL IN THAT RE-ENFORCED STEEL SKULL OF YOURS INSTEAD OF EVEN THE SMALLEST BRAIN A SMALL CLUSTER OF MISFORTUNATE MOLECULES COULD FORM. I PITY YOU FOR YOUR MENTAL INFERIORITY, I TRULY DO. I, FOR ONE, POSSESS THE TESTICULAR FORTITUDE AND EVEN THE SLIGHTEST OF NEURONS TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT YOUR OPINION IS NOT ONLY FALSE, BUT MORALLY INCORRECT. THE REAL JOKE HERE, THE TRUE KNEE SLAPPER, THE PUNCHLINE THAT WOULD MAKE MIKE TYSON LOOK LIKE A BITCH, IS YOU EXISTING. YOU COULD CURE DEPRESSION ALONE BY YOUR UNFATHOMABLE CORPORAL EXISTENCE. DO THE TIMELINE A FAVOR AND SHUT THE FUCK UP WHEN YOU GET ONE OF YOUR IDEAS. PEOPLE MIGHT ACTUALLY NOT THROW UP AT YOUR PRESENCE. NOW EXCUSE ME, I’M GOING TO DO SOMETHING THAT IS MORE THAN THE BUTT OF A SAD JOKE. IN OTHER WORDS, FUCK YOU