You shit-faced cockmaster. I ought to stop over at your house on my way home from work and beat you senseless with your collection of dildos and buttplugs. God damn you and your whole family. I hope you get in a plane crash and die slowly and horribly, mangled in a desert while vultures pick your skin off, you asshole. Disagree with me, I'll kick your ass you little bitch!
Sorry. I just felt that there hasn't been enough vitriol here on Insult in a while. No offense meant.
Have you ever eaten a six-pound lobster...
... off the chest of a seven-pound lobster?