May zero wired gnomes take one for the team for the sake of burial urns while worshiping your pet wooly mammoth.
May you have nightmares in which jagged voters retort "As if!" to Jenga pieces while tinkering with your kazoo.
May 64 free-loading Osama Bin Ladens recycle sloppy joes by your refurbished urinal.
May 128 lice infested AT&T cable service workers go potty on garbage after shoving glass shards into your favorite big booty.
May a crowd of skilled cannibals get a restraining order against lumps of coal while defecating on your pet jelly-fish.
May a shitload of hairy Ricky Martin impersonators experience what is known as the "barbeque sauce effect" from ham and cheese sandwiches while having a bowel movement on your supple gold tooth.
May a barrel of senile termites take one for the team for the sake of cat litter after setting fire to your Egg McMuffin.
May an infinite amount of toxic accountants damn jaywalkers to hell while pancake batter out from underneath your 250 year old scalp.
May 25,000,000 killer cats do a wink-wink nudge-nudge to yogurt while playing twister with your fruitcake from last Christmas.
May an insane amount of starving Al Rokers prove their love with a vat of hydrochloric-acid after shoving glass shards into your worthless forearm.
May 2.5 depressed wedding singers exclaim "Oh yeah? You and what army!?" to pennies outside your shrunken sailboat.
May a dozen hairy Corey Feldmans play an intense game of truth or Pez dispensers after hearing a loud *pop* coming from your frozen shower.
May an unknown amount of fresh Fraggles swallow flaming 'taters in the vicinity of your boss's ant farm.
May one million undercover mummies shout "I like to stick chap stick down my pants" to carp around Ted's urinal.
May a buttload of weird wedding singers buy 100 shares of stock in Mr. Wizard after applying Preparation H to your imaginary George Foreman Grill.
May 4 troubled Helens blow up vaseline with a sticky-bomb made from creamy virgins while fending off your homemade swan.
May a harem of sad extra-terrestrials talk smack about special sauce all over your freakin' huge legs.
May 96 special-ed 5th cousins go down on fish balls by a portion of your July issue of Vintage Robot Porn Monthly.
May plenty of nymphomaniac union members shout "Holy sphincters, Batman!" to spaghetti in an evil parallel universe of your dried up pet rock.
May 411 quasi-evil Teds burn Legos after applying Preparation H to your homemade bat guano.
May a barrel of nomadic wives take a placebo made of a barrel of monkeys around your tasty little yappy dog.
May a baker's dozen of killer Regis Philbins declare bankruptcy after investing in 2 tons of drano next to your prostate.
May 25,000,000 freaky elephant men use the Vulcan fish balls Pinch on spicey jalapeņo sausages while worshiping your unusually small thong.
May 666 grape jelly covered Super Mario Brothers dance a jig with Froot Loops after applying Preparation H to your 250 year old Uncle Fester.
May 8 high members of The Village People make a documentary called The Wonderful World of sharp chedder cheese within your hotel minibar.

Insulter v2.0 BETA 6 by Mike Newman
Words by Ted Harapat, Mike Newman, and others

# of combinations: 95,452,911,314,134,608


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