“If they have to drag some of you fucking fuckers out of here in body bags, I will be so fucking stoked.”
“Prickomo fucking cocksca. That bastard old arsehole-fucker.”
“Where's the fun in fucking if the fucker can't slam the fuckee into a wall or two?”
“Why so profane, ask the bookclubbers? Because we are talking here about death, and fuck you if you don't like it: You're going to die, too. This is serious. Fuck fuck fuck.”
“Don't tell me it's going to fucking be okay! I am not okay with being that fucker's pinata!”
“She whispers in my ear: ‘"Tell me that you wan' fuck me hard, make me sweat." In the excitement, she misses out a word. "I want to fuck you so hard that your body drips with sweat," I say, grammatically.”