Once upon a time, a friend of mine had rights on a private farm, and had close to 20 treestands hung throughout the property. We hunted there mostly on weekends...
One week, someone snuck on to the property and stole every single stand. My buddy called, mad as a wet hen: "I hope the SOB falls out of a tree and breaks his (blanking) neck!"
Another friend tried to calm him down: "Now, Bob, you know you should pray for him...."
After some thought, Bob said, "OK, I PRAY the SOB falls out of a tree and breaks his (blanking) neck!"