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You pig-fucking yellow cowards. You shit-eating children born from a buggered asshole. You piss coloured piles of carrion. You Dung-flies. You prickless and ball-lacking catamites. You street walking widows who never had a man except for money. You cock sucking blood licking arse kissing defilers of sacred shrines, you brainless heartless gutless cockless offspring of an imbecile and a deformed cow, you flea bitten child robbers who poisoned your fathers and raped your mothers and sold your sisters to the Dutch and carved up your brothers for sale in a butcher's shop, you gutter hugging traders of second-hand excement!
Fuck.
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