When you wanna tell someone to "go die in a fucking hole where you fucking should be you piece of fucking shit, go die alone!" but you can't. Oh well. All you could do is hope that they die a horribly painful and lonesome death until Hell devours their pitiful souls and they whither and okay I'mma stop now. Who likes pie, I love pie its freaking delicious and doesn't make you feel hatred and anger but bliss except for some pot pies that crap could get nasty.