I have a deal with an old friend.
Either of us will piss on then dance in the puddle on the other's grave.
I haven't seen him in years. I should remind that smoking, drinking cocksucker...
He had a child (his third) a bunch of years ago.
When he told me his wife was pregnant again, I said "Nice knowing you..."
Truer words were never spoken. First two were brats.
Third sent Mommy and Daddy to the funny farm. The nervous hospital. Giggle gallery. Shock theater.
I will piss on the ****'s grave. Maybe do a very gay pirouette.
Please seat yourself.
I like the very things you hate.