**** that guy and his silly little flat hat, and his ******* drunken chants.
  
Yeah, **** his dysfunctional mother for raising him like that, that twisted little ****.
  
Hell if I had a chance I'd probably go back in time and punch his alcoholic father right in the cumquat.
  
**** him and the way he uses his women, what an ***.

He probably learned all that when his parents weren't around and he had all that time to pass.

Wish I could go back and kick some sense into his little lame ***          

Look at him crushing all those beers with his dude-bros out on his little fratty patio.

Look at him trying to be all complex taking those art classes about 'Versachio,' or some Italian ******* playshow.

**** him for his cat calls and his belligerent ego, **** him for being such a jewel covered under miles of limestone.      

For being interested in art and love,  crowded in the corner of a house he can't even call home.

**** him for wanting to be accepted and admired instead of being alone.

**** me.