Sorry, I don't speak Insult.

Some people speak in science. The words seem to be English but when pieced together it makes no sense at all, to all but a few. Been there. Done that.

Then some people speak in Insult. Again, it sounds like English. Starts to process as simple English but then there is the barbed hook.

To me, Insult  is a foreign language. And every time it catches me off guard. By the time I pick apart the pieces and get to the meat, it could be hours or even a day later. And it leaves me very sad.

If rather piece together stained glass.