Fuck that and fuck them
stolen (and modified) brazenly from the interwebs:
How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways.
I loathe thy pernicious, base deceits --
thy arrogance, like a canker eats,
gnawing truth and virtue till it flays
common sense to the bone...and it bleats
as a
black lamb Rich Rod led to the slaughter prays
the shepherd JT may yet come search for strays.
Thou'd sacrifice the
poor and old 3 star kid-- it beats
feigning compassion thou never hadst. Trust
is a viper in thy foul embrace -- heats
thy soul with greed and unholy lust.
How do I loathe thee? Deeper than a well
is the foul, black fountain of disgust
sprung from thy dark deeds: go home -- to Hell.
....................'til those sonsofbitches quit the sport