Can't remember what I said about the extra-bargain-basement cheapo half-baked attempt at a production of shiny cardboard, in perforated sheets on a roll for wiping things scatological off the BUYER's bargain-basement, that was that bad.
But it can't have been as bad as 'retard'. If I'm guilty of saying something foul enough to get cut when 'whoreson' gets waved on by, and worse besides, say, 'piece of dog shit even HIV wouldn't fuck', who need to be skinned alive, salted with KMnO4 (ever scratch your nuts accidentally after taking your gloves off after a day in the lab where a lot of Cl2 generation was needed, and you didn't have a compressed chlorine gas tank?, and get some pot perm on your nuts, WITH the skin on? probably not, or you'd remember it vividly. Down to the brown burns on your bloody buggering ball-bag bits bollocksitoffferalark burnt boingly-bits. That lasted near a week and several tubes of 'orajel extra strength' benzocaine gel applied liberally to the VERY offended site? guess not, or that wouldn't have flown even aimed at quite such a hopelessly far gone pigfucking, arse-licking gonad-snuffling pestilent turbburgling knobclowns such as shit over even such simple a pair of words as 'sun' and 'the' enough to defame the very thesaurus editions within which such appear. What...now I'm going to have to refer to 'that thermnuclear deuterium/hydrogen-torch in the sky associated in common parlance with a humongous heap of lying infantsuckers so utterly a besmirchment as to befoul all of which they touch or are touched by by 'virtue' of the sheer and utter magnitude of the filthy, noxious degree of abject, unforgivable dick-eye-smoking theresa may's twat-flap-grade unforgivable, unpardonable and without doubt in the slightest, most irredeemable wanker-dom it is is possible to render verbally or via printed word using but a single language, for want of a lack of suitable epithets to describe the magnitude of the whorebegotten NT-spawn those cunting pricks shat and rubbed publicly over their own genitalia for the day they failed to find something suitable to speak lies of, should they ever, ever EVER consider even so much as the concept of 'truth' without soiling themselves in fear and revulshion.
(and if whorebegotten NTspawn doesn't fly, then neither should have, 'retard'. Not that the...those fuckpots in question, do not embody the sentiment, if not the unfortunate true meaning of such a noxious term. Because they are and they do, and they really could do with their bollocks par-boiled in diazomethane and subsequently to be made the target of a corporation-of-arselicking lying bastard-centered lit fagend throwing contest.) Bunch of bloody twats. They need to go shag theresa may's bitch father and die of cancer.