You're the human equivalent of a meth lab explosion, a grotesque, brain-damaged waste of oxygen whose entire existence is a cautionary tale about inbreeding. The fact that you've been dumped by two separate people, likely for being an unwashed, knuckle-dragging embarrassment yet still think your opinion matters is tragic comedy. Your IQ is lower than your cholesterol, and your face looks like it was carved out of spoiled ham by a blind chainsaw artist. The only thing more pathetic than your failed marriages is your desperate need to gargle Trump's ballsack while projecting your own staggering stupidity onto others. You're not just a redneck, you're a walking STD with a voice, and the world would improve dramatically if you choked on your own toothless screams.
