hush your mouth
Seeing as I didn't ASK you to start flapping your gums, I'm now TELLING you to shut the fuck up.
What the fuck makes you think I'd want to hear anything you'd have to say? Who pumped you full of so much false self-esteem? Who reinforced the idea that your Precambrian brain had original thoughts which deserved to whistle through the air and bite me on the ear? Which one of your parents is guilty of teaching you to speak?
I hate your voice. I despise your lips. I loathe the words that issue from your fat piehole like foul winds blowing from a sphincter.
And yet your motormouth drones onward until I feel like yanking out your tongue and bitch-slapping you with it.
SHHH!!!—not another peep out of you.
