I hope you slip in a puddle of AIDS and crack your head open
I don't pull out because... it's not my problem.
Get a in clothes dryer with Magic Johnson and some razorblades.
God, I hope he dies the night before one of his kids get married.
What a coincidence, they both go to College and I'm a rapist!
I hope you have a miscarriage on a Walmart floor and have the baby's room already decorated.