IT’S NOVEMBER, YOU DIPSHIT KEEP YOUR HORNEY LITTLE SAUSAGE FINGERS OUTTA YOUR PANTS. GO FOR A WALK, KNIT SOMETHING, GOD DAMMIT! TOUCH GRASS, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT THIS IS WHY YOUR DAD LEFT YOU AND YOUR MOM COUGARS, 70-YEAR-OLD GUYS, AT THE BAR EVERY NIGHT! CUT OFF YOUR FUCKING BALLS RIGHT NOW AND SEND THEM TO SOME WAR VVET WHO LOST HIS KNOCKERS DOING FUCKING TEMPLE RUN ON HIS WAY TO SCHOOL IN THE 1940s! YOU DON’t DESERVE THEM AND DO SOMETHING MEANINGFUL FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE.