You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon ......
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