technically, you're a man. technically, so is a she-male ladyboy from thailand. in reality, you're nothing more than a pitiful gin-sodden excuse for anything other than a rancid polesmoker! you're the kind of greasy, giggling, girly gombeen who buys STDs from a viral lab just to make it look like you get laid. you have a face that would give Freddie Kruger nightmares. how much would you change to haunt a house? like your height, everything about you is average; except your stench - which is overwhelming. what you are - besides a pitiable little carnival freak - is a watery bowel movement bubbling back up to the surface after a pregnant water buffalo farts in a muddy river.
i almost feel bad taking three of you on at a time. i know its not fair, but, hey, you guys started it.