(Yes it is)
Hey you stupid fuckers, you know what? I’d rather shit a rag-doll sideways that spend one fraction of a nano-second in the same room with any of you shit wankers. You’re all just so incredibly fucked up and I rue the day each and every one of you fart-snarfers was fucking born, you ignorant fucking feces possums. Goddam, I hate you all so fucking much that I’d relish the thought of nailing your dicks to a creosote-soaked 2 x 4 that’s on fire and attached to the rotting poop deck of a rapidly sinking Bolivian Navy troop transport whose maiden voyage across Lake Titicaca was foredoomed because the universal luck plane became cognizant of the fact that you stupid cocksuckers were on board and that the universe would be a much, much better place if you all fucking drowned with nails in your dicks and your asses on fire. Indeed, each and every one of you lame-assed motherfuckers thoroughly enjoy slipping a few dead salamanders into your urethras and then enticing diseased, 90-year-old gas huffers to blow you, and then the dead salamander parts inside your dick shoot out into the gaping craws of the decrepit motherfuckers, causing them to puke blood, which you then fuck before it cools very much and it makes you crave a funnel cake but the only funnel cake stand was just blown up by eighteen unenlightened Nepalese drag queens whose special perversion is jacking off onto photographs of Jerry Van Dyke and collecting vintage dynamite sticks. And you jive-ass bastards purchase the jizz-soaked photos of Mr. Van Dyke on eBay and make a soup stock out of them which you then inject into your fucking dicks. That’s how fucking stupid you assholes are and it’s also pretty much why I hate you fucking jit-bags! FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!