We ain‘t nothing but a nation of goddam chickenshit, horseshit, tattletale, pissy-ass, whiny, fat, flabby, out of shape, Facebook-looking damn twerkfest, peaking out the windows, and slipping around, listening in on the cellphones and spying in the peepholes and peeping in the crack of the goddamn door, and listening in the fucking sheet rock.
You know--Mr. Putin, please show some fucking mercy. I mean, come on, drop a fucking bomb, won‘t you?