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You will be grist for Satan's gore-mill. Your bungholes will be ripped by the phalli of the Lupus-Daemon. Your tongues will be torn out from the roots and fed to the Cerberine hounds. Your nipples will be savaged by the stubble of Judas Iscariot. 


Oh, and Satan will piss in your Bosco.


Source: You Can't Piss On Hospitality