Holy mother of fuck, you’re a pulsating, shit-encrusted, cum-gargling kike-nigger-faggot-retard mega-blob the size of a goddamn asteroid belt. That cockatiel ain’t perched; it’s fucking suffocating in the rancid, pus-oozing, yeast-infected tit-canyon between your sagging, cellulite-cratered kike-whale udders. Your face looks like a nigger’s prolapsed, herpes-riddled asshole after a 50-man chainsaw gangbang in a septic tank full of curdled jizz, Ebola pus, and liquefied retard spunk. Those greasy, matted, cockroach-nest pubes you call hair? They stink worse than a faggot’s unwashed taint after a three-year crack-bender in a Tijuana donkey-show gloryhole soaked in goat shit and nigger cum. The cage ain’t for the bird, you filthy, cum-chugging, kike-nigger-whale-cunt; it’s the reinforced adamantium fuck-shack they weld your blubbery, yeast-dripping, mongoloid ass into so you don’t devour the goddamn drywall, the furniture, the neighbors, the city, and half the fucking planet like a meth-addicted, retard-powered woodchipper. That shirt’s stretched thinner than your mom’s gaping, syphilis-cratered, nigger-fucked snatch the night she shat your worthless, inbred, kike-nigger-faggot ass into a cum-filled, shit-smeared KFC bucket. Keep grinning, you pock-marked, shit-encrusted, cum-rag kike-nigger; when that bird unloads a hot, liquid turd straight down your cock-holster throat, it’ll be the first protein you’ve swallowed that wasn’t deep-fried in donkey spunk, nigger cum, faggot jizz, and pure fucking retard regret.