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Hey, here's an idea: Go die. I hate nimrods and idiots and stupidheads and dickwads and all other type of person that fits under a category with a name combining vulgarity with a body part. I hate them all, they make me so mad. What the hell triggered this? How the hell should I know? Where's the beef? Fucking television. Hey, you like rhymes, right? Of course you do, you watch One Tree Hill thus proving you enjoy the simple things in life, as well as the shitty faggot things. Well, that insult probably hurt, so it helps that I'm posting some rhymes I made up in my boredom and anger in a half-assed attempt to cheer you up or something gay like that. You are gay. Go away. You can't spell? Go to hell. You suck at life. I raped your wife. You're not a winner. I ate your dinner. I hate you. You smell like poo. Are you cheered up yet? Uhhh... Boba Fett. .... I fucking hate Star Wars. Country music sucks. Stop listening to it, you goddamn hick. Rednecks have no redeeming qualities. They rape goats, eat grain, drive ugly tractor things, farm stuff, rape their children, enjoy consensual relations with siblings, grow crooked teeth, look ugly, smell bad, yodel, play instruments that sound like poop converted to audio, and wield weapons they haven't the capacity to use correctly (ie. Guns, pitchforks, other sharp stuff, etc.) Rap is talking to a beat. That's it. There's nothing spiritual about it, cockface. I could play a recording of the 'I Have a Dream' speech MLK made and all I would have to do is thump on a base drum to get all the gangster faggots to jump to their feet and start humping each other's legs because they're a bunch of faggot moron idiots. Do you belong to a street gang? You fail at being intelligent. I hope they screw you over at some point in your bleak existence and shoot you in the face for being such an imbecile. You think you're tough, walking around in groups of ten, looking intimidating by beating up some random guy, knifing him and smacking him around with a crowbar, but never admitting that you'd be too pussy to attack him if you were by yourself because you know deep down that without a huge advantage in a fight, you'd get dickslapped like the bitch you are? You're not. In fact, you might as well throw a skirt on yourself and pay a homeless man to bite your balls off because you're just a big woman. Did you marry into money? You're a tool. Fucking rich housewives, talking shit like they're special or something. The chicks that get pizza delivered to their house just so they can look down upon the pizza delivery guy for having to work for a living, and they don't even tip the guy because they think that their presence is worth a shit. They wait for their change because they're uptight shriveled grapefruit manginas and then smirk at the guy for wasting his time expecting a shred of common courtesy. Go fuck yourself, Whorezilla. At least the pizza guy has integrity, and more dignity than you can muster up, you miserable skank. I hope you know that when you're husband is out of town on business trips or meeting clients, he's really plowing hookers because you're dried up twat is too musty to satisfy him anymore, and that was pretty much the only reason he married you in the first place because you're a shallow person to begin with and you should go swallow some arsenic. When I have pizza delivered to my door, I average out at a fifty percent tip. You think I'm bullshitting, but this is one thing I'm dead serious about. I've heard some of the shit these guys go through, the least I can do is throw in a few extra bucks. This one time I ordered pizza for like twenty people, and it was an eighty-something dollar tab, and I paid the bill and slipped the guy two twenties. He was looking at me like he figured I expected him to tongue my balls when the truth is I'm just a regular run-of-the-mill fucking nice guy. I hate Hitler so much I feel like punching a bicycle. Don't you hate Hitler? Anyone of decency would shout at the top of their lungs about how much they hate Hitler. If I met Hitler in real life I'd bum rape him. Then I'd kill him and eat his intestines. Then I'd sit on his face and shit his intestines back into his mouth and poke them back into his midsection with a stick. You should hate Hitler too. Jesus doesn't love people who don't hate Hitler. Look, I drew a picture to illustrate my Hateler hitred. Or whatever.
No seriously, Star Wars sucks.
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