"Don't give me that, you snotty-faced heap of parrot droppings! Shut your festering gob, you tit! Your type makes me puke! You vacuous toffee-nosed malodorous pervert!!!"
Anyone from Liverpool will know that an argument is over when the response is 'Ya Ma....', often followed with whatever the other person has just said.
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