No, I’m pretty sure they didn’t use the word “nasty.” I’m not nasty, generally. But I liked the notion of it having been among the hurled, as it seemed a vital part of the hilarity-underscoring portrait of the compleat comedian that the rest of the scenario was painting.
I used the word nasty later the same night in a suggested response to an unpleasant message my niece received from a classmate. I opined that a simple, “Fuck you, you nasty prick,” followed by silence would be just the stuff. My niece didn’t know what “prick” meant in that context.
How we laughed, nasty as we are.