Probably, Riff.

AND it's JPJ. That's it, I'm going home to the Vatican and hang the crap out of myself.

YOUR fucking lusting fucking loins. Illiterate back hair.

Why does a cock-ear prohibit moral space-based adventuring?

By the way he's looking at John Bon Jovi up there, you lusting loins are throbbing in the wrong direction.

Actually, that would have been better down here.
Still shit, but better.

Never go full Dali.