You're not just a fuck weasel—you're a weapons-grade, mouldy crumpet of a festering final boss of fuck weasels!

I was working on coming up with a food-related insult (specifically culinary and not just food) for a fanfic and came up with 'Well, you're about as useful as a jar of pig's blood in modern day America' and I don't think I ever realized just how insulting that can be. (Specifically in the United States)

How I love insulting men lol

A: I would just like to add one thing: Haha, fuck you.

You are so WORTHLESS that the most BENEFICIAL thing you will do is feed the weeds that will grow rampant on your grave because NOBODY will ever, EVER visit you. You will NEVER find love, you will NEVER have children, and no one in your family will even BOTHER to tell their children that you ever even EXISTED . You will die alone and forgotten, and they will bury you half-rotten because nobody will realize that you died until your neighbors complain about the smell... which will take a while since you're so PUTRID they won't be able to tell the difference.