[Engraved-on-His-hands]

I wear your epithet as a badge of honor, and pass gas in your general direction.

I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries. Now go away or I shall taunt you a second time. You don't frighten us, English pig dogs. Go and boil your bottoms, you sons of a silly person.

[Lucas McCain]

How dare you cast aspersions on my parents.

Your mama’s so nasty when she lies on the beach, the cats try to bury her.