Rhetorical figures: what is your favorite bdelygmia?

Bdelygmia, deriving from a Greek word meaning "filth" or "nastiness", is a technique used in rhetoric to express hatred of a person, word or action through a series of criticisms. It is a form of congeries (list).

Shakespeare utilized it:
"Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O for breath to utter what is like thee! you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile standing-tuck!"

Gabriel Harvey put it to use it in the late sixteenth century:
"Fie on impure Ganymedes, Hermaphrodites, Neronists, Messalinists, Dodecomechanists, Capricians, Inventors of new, or Revivers of old lecheries, and the whole brood of venereous libertines..."

I personally enjoyed the bdelygmia in some of my favorite Christmas movies:

National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation:
"And I want to look him straight in the eye, and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-assed, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed, sack of monkey shite he is!"



And in Home Alone 2: Lost in New York:
"I'm gonna give you to the count of three to get your lousy, lyin', low-down, four-flushing carcass OUT my door!"



And, of course, the song "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" is full of bdelygmia:



You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders, you've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole

You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
Given a choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You're a nasty-wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"

You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable
Mangled up in tangled up knots

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super "naus"
You're a crooked jerky jockey and you drive a crooked horse, Mr. Grinch
You're a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce

I suppose the insult in Billy Madison could be construed as bdelygmia-adjacent:



Let's hear some more examples!