Shoresy is coming in HOT with the insults. #letterkenny #shoresy #fyp...

For what? For being a fucking idiot, Corey. I'll call the guy who retaliates every time. Call him fucking Bull. I've got about enough from the Clearasil kid. Get in the box, you fucking Temple Farmer. I can't wait to watch you play tonight, Liam. You're gonna play so good. You're gonna play so good. Hey! Who wants to hurt their team more, boys? Keep it up and find out. I'm only taking one of ya. I'm only taking one of ya. Sticks in. Fucking awful tonight, Shorty. Yeah, keep working hard, Corey. You can be just like me. Oh, yeah. I remember laying in bed as a kid dreaming about repping high school hockey on a Friday night. I remember laying in bed dreaming about the time your mom tongued my butthole so good I put her on my phone and just rolled up the rim to win. How do you make that fucking call on a game this tight? It's a fucking one-goal game. Yeah, thanks, Stewardess Obvious. Cut the lip. Fuck you, Shorty. One more Neutrogena tantrum out of you and you're getting the gate, bud. Try me. Whatever. Well, take your fucking Accutane Rage out on me. Horrible call. Sit down, you fucking crater face. Fuck you, Shorty. Fuck you, Corey. Your mom's twat's so swampy, not even Ducks Unlimited will touch her. Sawyer, sweetie, finally comes to a game and you barely play. Is that more awkward than puberty or is it pretty close? Well, at least I'm not the guy driving all around Northern Ontario just to play the no-show to get pump sticks, Goose. Five Goose. Keep him fucking reading. Heard you're taking aqua dubs and getting jerk-offs on the Saga Beach, too. Getting jerk-offs? What? Getting jerk-offs? Yeah. It's called getting jerked off, you fucking idiot. I know. You don't even know what that is, you fucking infant. Holy shit. This is fucked. And you know what it's fucked for? The amount of times your mom's faked a jellyfish thing to get me to piss on her. You didn't get the first one? Oh, here comes Liam. Look at that. He punched you right in the head. He punched me right in the head. Fourth place in a four-team league, Shorty. You're living the dream. You fucking saw it, Shorty. Yeah, and you fucking retaliated. I punched him in the chest. He punched me right in the head. You retaliate, you go for two, Liam. It's the first thing they teach you in hockey. You're so fucking simple. That's a terrible call. Yeah, that's why you're near sixth year of high school, you fucking idiot. Fuck you, Shorty. Hey, Cory, you sound just like Liam Nathan. You're fucking out of here, Cory. Fuck you. Get the fuck off the ice. Fuck you. I can't wait till you graduate in like ten years and come play for us. I'll make a man out of you, you fucking piece of fake. You don't even have a teeth. Yeah, only the one with the banners and the rafters, you fucking pigeon. You're folding, you dumb fuck. We're folding? Yeah, your mom's folding too. Fuck. Cory. Cory, who told you we're folding?