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How shall I say "Fuck New Jersey"? Let me count the ways...
If you happen to live in New Jersey...
Fuck You.
If you like to drive to New Jersey, I hope your car develops a problem with the ECU and shuts down intermittently, in the middle of rush hour traffic, and gets towed to a New Jersey impound lot.
If you like to fly to New Jersey, common gate rape is too good for you. I hope you get called for one of the new random body cavity searches, and your naked picture from the scanner gets put into a Youtube video, in lewd and provocative poses with various farm animals.
If you consume dairy products from New Jersey, I hope you develop a kidney stone the size of a golf ball, and get a painful permanent erection while you're trying to pass it. If you don't have a penis, I hope you grow one just for this purpose, develop a fondness for it, and then lose it in an accident with a power tool.
If you have a grandmother in New Jersey, I hope she gets raped by a basketball team from Indiana, and doesn't happen to enjoy it, this particular time.
If you like to walk on the beach in New Jersey, I hope you step on a Haitian homosexual hemophiliac's heroin syringe, contract full-blown AIDS, lose your job and health insurance, and get put into the Barack Hussein Obama Memorial Hospital under a government health care plan until you die in agony, coughing your lungs out and covered in oozing purple sores.
New Jersey is definitely not one of my favorite places.
If you happen to live in New Jersey...
Fuck You.
If you like to drive to New Jersey, I hope your car develops a problem with the ECU and shuts down intermittently, in the middle of rush hour traffic, and gets towed to a New Jersey impound lot.
If you like to fly to New Jersey, common gate rape is too good for you. I hope you get called for one of the new random body cavity searches, and your naked picture from the scanner gets put into a Youtube video, in lewd and provocative poses with various farm animals.
If you consume dairy products from New Jersey, I hope you develop a kidney stone the size of a golf ball, and get a painful permanent erection while you're trying to pass it. If you don't have a penis, I hope you grow one just for this purpose, develop a fondness for it, and then lose it in an accident with a power tool.
If you have a grandmother in New Jersey, I hope she gets raped by a basketball team from Indiana, and doesn't happen to enjoy it, this particular time.
If you like to walk on the beach in New Jersey, I hope you step on a Haitian homosexual hemophiliac's heroin syringe, contract full-blown AIDS, lose your job and health insurance, and get put into the Barack Hussein Obama Memorial Hospital under a government health care plan until you die in agony, coughing your lungs out and covered in oozing purple sores.
New Jersey is definitely not one of my favorite places.
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