I wish someone would skewer that fat pig on a spit and roast her big ass over an open fire.
“I wish someone would skewer that fat pig on a spit and roast her big ass over an open fire.”
Not anywhere within several miles of me, I hope. The smell would gag me.
I hope I'm upwind when it happens. Way upwind. Can you imagine the grease fire that could result from such a barbecue?
Can I help? I can’t stand her.