'You Thieving Pile of Albino Warts'

Currently reading a book of letters by Hunter S. Thompson. Here’s a sample, quoted in a review in The New York Times in December 2000:

”You worthless … bastard,” begins a mock-malevolent letter to his good friend Tom Wolfe, in response to a letter Wolfe wrote him while on a lecture tour in Italy, ”I just got your letter of Feb 25 from Le Grande Hotel in Roma, you swine! Here you are running around … Italy in that filthy white suit at a thousand bucks a day … while I’m out here in the middle of these … frozen mountains in a death-battle with the taxman & nursing cheap wine while my dogs go hungry & my cars explode and a legion of nazi lawyers makes my life a … Wobbly nightmare… . You decadent pig … you thieving pile of albino warts… . The hammer of justice looms, and your filthy white suit will become a flaming shroud!”

Excellent stuff.