if you don't like it, you can suck my dick
It has come to my attention that certain persons might not be happy with the way it's been going, nor the things I've been doing, or even perhaps what I've been saying.
I have a message for you, and you know who you are: If you don't like it, you can SUCK MY DICK.
Are you unhappy? Dissatisfied? Disgruntled? Discontented? In other words, don't you like it? Then drop to your knees, wrap your greasy lips around my harpoon, and start sucking like you're trying pull the thing out of its socket.
The fucking nerve of people like you complaining about anything. What gives you the right? Where do you get off? Who do you think you're dealing with here? Other people liked it. Funny—those other people don't have to suck my dick now. You should have just kept quiet and liked it, too. But you didn't, so make like the wind and blow.
Hell, even if you do like it, you can suck my dick. Either way—just suck it.
