A few years back, we were flying along at 390, I was in rare form, after a reflow cornholing, I was streaming a nonstop diatribe that covered everything I considered jacked up in the industry/country from Anita's physiological impossibilities, to Obamas inability to whoop a few cavemen, I stopped for a breath and looked at the F/O and he looked at me, then we both looked at RTU 1 and saw the damming transmit symbol illuminated. I had just spent the previous 5 minutes informing the entire airline industry my position on life in the airline business. I touched the switch and the radios came back to life, ATC simply stated "I guess we all know how you feel, now". There were lots of f-bombs, and anatomical impossibilities described. Oh well better than keeping it bottled up, eh?