Shitsucking

Listen to me, you shitsucking little son of a blowout. You're all I've got left. After you, there's nothing but the public educator. Or trying to raise him all by myself, all alone, with no guidance. You want to be responsible for that?

You assfucker, get out of my yard, to the cop who came to take the furniture. Shitsucking bastard! to the man who put his hand up her skirt...

Al tapped the door closed with her heel and propped Locke against the wall, bumping an old, framed poster of some chieweed with an asymmetric haircut and long silver sheaths on his fingernails. The poster boy had a shitsucking grin, and Al suspected this particular piece of non-art had been here when Jorah moved in.