You can step on my Oakleys and it won't really bother me 'cause I can buy another pair. You can kick my car and I'll probably just chase you with a tire iron. You can even cuss me out and I could care less (like I could hear you anyway).
But take away the Disney Channel from MY child, oh ... you have so done effed up!!!
Comcast, that's it!
Kiss my ass.
Screw a chicken.
Pound friggin sand.
Time to get the Dish and DSL (if I can find it).