I mean seriously, how low can you go?
I'm dead ass serious.
I'm hoping for the breast, but preparing for the wurst.
Eh, maybe I'm just being pear-annoyed.
They deal with numbers.
So please, don't make America grate again.
He became teed off when he teed off into the trees...
I killed him with my bear hands.
I guess he was a super-calloused-fragile-mystic-fraught-with-halitosis.
I put my hand on her and said "no, now I'm on your nerves"