[ARCHIVED THREAD] - The Insult Thread (Page 1 of 2)
Posted: 11/1/2013 2:19:10 PM EDT
| You are a sickening heap of maggot-riddled mixed reptile innards, and your mind is a swirling shit vortex, spewing bowel juices and bacteria and filthy residue whenever you speak, you domestic pet sodomizing, vomit encrusted, tobacco stained, quivering gelatinous mass of fear and lies. I hope your chewing gum grows in your mouth and you are never able to dig it our of the corners of your cheeks, and you get trapped in a storm drain at the zoo with a river of lion urine streaming over your head and into every orifice and open wound, you vile admirer of stretched scrotum sacks. |
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You're a mean one.
You really are a heel, You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel! You're a monster, Your heart's an empty hole, Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole! You're a foul one, You have termites in your smile, You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile! You really are a heel, You're a rotter, You're the king of sinful sots, Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce! You nauseate me, With a nauseous super "naus"!, You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots! You're a foul one, You're a nasty wasty skunk, Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"! |
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You are a sickening heap of maggot-riddled mixed reptile innards, and your mind is a swirling shit vortex, spewing bowel juices and bacteria and filthy residue whenever you speak, you domestic pet sodomizing, vomit encrusted, tobacco stained, quivering gelatinous mass of fear and lies. I hope your chewing gum grows in your mouth and you are never able to dig it our of the corners of your cheeks, and you get trapped in a storm drain at the zoo with a river of lion urine streaming over your head and into every orifice and open wound, you vile admirer of stretched scrotum sacks. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. 
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| Fuck you and fuck everyone who looks like you. May the sores of a thousand herpes infested hookers infest your asshole. May you find nothing but warm Olympia Light to drink for the rest of your days, you simple minded goat fucker. Eat a scabrous cock and choke to death on it, spermburper. |
