You're a douchebag, and ugly outside and in.
I wish you were dead, and rotting on a beach somewhere, like the great beached whale that you are. Nothing would compare to my glee upon hearing about your demise.
Only, death isn't enough. Torture, THEN death.
Then I will eat your children.
Doesn't that strike even you as, perhaps, a bit harsh? Kind of makes "Minus_the_Brain" seem a bit tame, don't you think? LMAO!
On second thought, what fun would a general election "silly season" be absent at least a few razor-fanged verbal thrusts and parries, eh, old sport? How would we impress the day's jaded young ladies without a few jagged scars in unmentionable places, with the attendant goose-bump-popping war stories to embellish them?
From what I hear, your reputation for carpet-sniffing hunts and rug-burn and pheremone festooned conquests preceeds you, you randy old goat. Go ahead, tell me I'm wrong... I dare you!
To the fray, then... and damn the torpedoes!
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