Curses and insults


Here are some randomly generated curses and insults. This stuff is so preposterous that it is guaranteed to offend. Or not.


Let Destiny lay vengeance upon your buttocks!

May swarms of the lamentably ugly ants in bowels of Hell feast bloodily upon your precious fingers!

Let Time exercise Divine Justice upon your fingers!

Let the Heavens rule, on the day you are most successful, so that Lord of the worms disintegrate your demented but unnecessary eyes!

Let the The Divine Master, before whom all mortals tremble, rule that in on a day in not distant future, Lord of the deep Tarterus take your nose!

May Lord, the Eternal Judge, smite your armpits which you value so when aiming at swarms of the fearsome maggots in Netherworld!

May Time willing happen that nasty demented ants in Nether Pits take your precious pretty face!

Let the Angels, who slays the infidels without considering their need of you, rule that in on a day in not distant future, feared maggots in bowels of Hell - without show of mercy - take your buttocks!

May the wretchiest maggots in Oblivion gobble your tongue which you value so!

May Lord in Heavens curse your feared but unnecessary ears when aiming at Lord of the spiders!

Let Lord, the Eternal Judge, lay vengeance upon your member when aiming at swarms of the fearsome worms in bowels of Hell!

Let The Divine Master punish your nose which you value so when aiming at the demented hags in deepest circles in Hell!

May Lord in Heavens, before whom even demons cower, lay vengeance upon your nose!

Let it be that Lord in Heavens curse your cheeks!

In name of Lord, the Eternal Judge, it is wished that foulest swarms of the most festered hags in deep Tarterus feast bloodily upon your nose!

In name of Destiny, it is wished that Demons in deep Tarterus annihilate your arms which you value so!

In name of Destiny, it is wished that Narlyngonex - without forethought - take your nostrils!

In name of Lord, the Eternal Judge, it is wished that pretty nasty vermin in Abyss eat away your arms!

Let it be that Lord, with their Divine Might, smite your precious pretty face when aiming at the criminally irksome Demons in Nether Pits!

Let the The Divine Master rule, on a day in not distant future, so that most festered Demons in Oblivion feast bloodily upon your fingers!


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