i hate this little shit right here. i wanna slap him across the face, crash his birthday party, fuck his wife in front of him, then set her on fire and punt this volleyball size and shape cocksucker into a saltwater crocodile exhibit. every aspect of this little shitlouse is so blatantly engineered to be cheaply reproduced by malnourished child laborers in sweatshops across east asia that it's insulting, from his shitty little lifeless sequin eyes, to his cunty bow tie, to his featureless little body that looks like a five year old's hairless ballsack. i wanna chloroform him, paint him green, then sneak backstage at a gallagher show and replace him with the watermelon; when leo gallagher brings the mallet down on this fucknugget and covers himself and the front row in owl viscera, he'll have a fucking heart attack and die onstage. we've already fucking got a round owl you dickheads.