Well, (bleep) that. Who the bloody (bleep) cares what these (bleep)ing losers do? (Bleep) them. If a (bleep)ing bloody boulder fell and crushed their (bleep)ing skulls, it wouldn’t matter to me. They’re (bleep)ing bloody garbage. Drug-addled (bleep)s. They might have three bloody brain cells between them. (Bleep).
They “share three children together”
What an odd way to say they have three children.
Do you think he will notice?
Guess he won’t have to worry about Sharon’s dogs s**ting all over the house anymore.