Scumshit

“You want your goddam rotten stinking fucking money, you worthless scumshit?” Higgins stood up and dropped a large bag of quarters on Ray's crotch. Two hundred bucks in quarters.

Just then, a loud crash came echoing from the kitchen—like a large ceramic bowl smashing against stone—accompanied by a seething feline shriek: “Get the fuck out of here, you little wart, pervert, scumshit, fuckface.”