Now, armed with Linda's fucking ex's name, Art went to work.

Is that the best fucking name you could come up with?

He'd deserved to die just for the fucking name alone, but there was more, so much more.

I'm forced to conclude that young Todd can't spell his own fucking name.

What sort of a fucking name is that?

An ugly fucking name agreed but you know like the purple dinosaur says, there's only only of me.

A fucking name, and I will take it from there.

And I'm thinking: Of all the fucking names, why this one?

"Had so many somebodies can't remember their fucking names."