You suck.
I hate you and I don't even know you.
But you suck and I want you to die
and for no reason let me repeat
burn in a fiery hell where doom
is for breakfast, sex with the least
favorable partner for lunch, and
being breastfed by a goat with herpes
for dinner.
So burn, baby, burn.
You suck.
And I don't care if I don't know you. |