Ceiling fan ain't gonna talk no more shit that's for sure. Let ceiling fan spit some more noise about your mama see if you don't give it a taste of the side of your head again. Ain't nothin' to you to stick your dome up in between those spinning' blades. Already took one of them motherfuckers out, ain't shit for you to do it again. You ain't worried about no stitches. Blood is just weakness leavin' the body. Yeah. Fuckin' fan don't bring that shit round here.