Few things make me happier than cops on fire.
If these were animals instead of police officers, you’d be losing your mind. It would be the end of your little world.
There are no words completely express my scorn for you. That won’t stop me from taking a shot at it anyway.
You speak unskilfully: or, if your knowledge be more, it is much darkened in your malice.
You are deformed, crooked, old and sere, Ill-faced, worse bodied, shapeless everywhere; vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; stigmatical in making, worse in mind.
You are not worth all the insults that I, nor anyone else, can ever give to you. You are a leech.
Also, how can you tell if someone is a vegan? Don’t worry, they’ll tell you.