I just did some calculations and I've been able to determine that you're full of shit.

Yes, well that's very cute, but you're running this office like a bunch of bullshit.

The roses of resistance bloom from asphalt. We receive roses, but we will be with a clenched fist talking about our place of existence against the commands and abuses that affect our lives.

Time reveals who is full of shit.

I'm going to write a book someday and the title will be I'm an Ass, You're an Ass. That's the most liberating, wonderful thing in the world, when you openly admit you're an ass. It's wonderful. When people tell me, "You're wrong" I say, "What can you expect of an ass?"

You make my ass hurt!

All my life I was told and taught I am not shit
By you wack fuckin' giant sacks of lyin' dog shit
Now you shut up, bitch, I am talkin'
Thought I was full of horseshit and now you fuckin' worship the ground on which I am walkin'

Next thing you know you’re out on your ass-hat.

You lying piece of shit!

You desire! You desire. You unmitigated ass.

I'm afraid you've thought me a bigger fool than I am.

Thou shalt not be such a shit, you don't know you are one.

Welcome to the world of bullshit, my dear. You have arrived.

Bullshit, that's how I feel. Total fucking bullshit.