Some heifer just texted Frank's phone and called him a "an old rat bastard." What sort of person does that on a man's birthday?

@awnaves A sad sack that can only make their miserable lives a fraction brighter by attempting to bring someone else down to the sewer in which they reside.

They're typically best scraped off one's shoe, and left to fester, stinking in the corner of a pub's parking lot.