Sure you will, Nancy.

Either that, or you'll get your old leg broken off your slow, brittle body and wind up pushing up flowers in the shallow grave I'll park you in, you old pussy.

One of these days you should just shut your fuckin' mouth before you fu.ck with someone who'll kill you.

Like me.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames