At least it was different. As someone else who regularly gets called names, I give people bonus points for creativity.
I told one guy, after hearing "mother****er this and mother****er that and mother****er and mother****er" that if he really had to call me names, I would appreciate it if he would at least be creative about it. He actually got semi-rational and asked me what I meant. So I told him 'I dunno... but if I was going to call you names it'd be something like you're a hemorrhoid munching pimple farmer. Or a sperm belching lot lizard." Guy started laughing and stopped fighting us, which made it a lot easier to finish putting his scalp back together. I think it had been separated from his skull by someone else who got tired of "mother****er this and mother****er that and mother****er and mother****er".
