Set the scene: Down sind par five, definite birdie hole - you snipe your drive out of bounds - logical next step - shout "cuntox"

The saloon doors swung open and Oltha the town cunt strode in. He bellowed to the soused rabble there, “Heyo all. I’m not just the town cunt anymore. I’ve become worse. Im now toxic as well as a cunt. I’m the county’s very first Cuntox!”