Y'know what I hate? Finding out someone's replaced the tip of your penis with Ronald Regan's head.
I hate that too, son. . .and I was castrated in the Great Clown War of 98!
Y'know what I hate? I hate it when you pee on yourself, and there you are, enjoying the warm feeling, and then someone points and laughes because you were preaching at church at the time!
Arf Arf! I hate that fucking bullshit too! Wanna sniff my ass?
Y'know what I hate? I hate it when the guy who fucked you up the ass at a party because he was so drunk he thought you were his girlfriend breaks up with you via mail.
