Two men spit in their hands, help each other out, then laugh about it later. Just to be silly.
That looks like something out of the dumpster of planned parenthood.
I hope you accidentally drink leukemia at a picnic.
I don't wear rubbers cause you can't catch it twice.
While There may be power in forgiveness, there is even more power in lobbing a Molotov cocktail through someone's dining room window.
You 50 year old one-breasted bag of meat. Just hang it up and be grateful some of your friends are still living.