Shite

"Oh. Hello, Rob." "Your new album's a pile o' shite, so it is!" "It's good to see you, too, mate. Do you want to come in for a cup of tea?"

Next time, use your loaf before you come out with such utter shite as that!

Who told you that pile of shite?

That’s a load of shite.

Look at all this shite.

He's a useless shite.

That was a shite film.

Shite! I left my wallet at home.

[…] it still softened my heart to see a man hurt so badly he sobbed and shited on himself.

He would probably have a head full of locks. Who has time to be pretty when people are hurting? Crying. Shiting on themselves trying to beat heroin.