And I'll be Hitler!
Can you imagine being a sadder bunch of excuses for the human race than these clowns? Oh, sorry, forgot the sad bunch of excuses for the human race here.
If they weren't so virulent -- like a bag of gaboon vipers who've just been maced -- they'd be hilarious. Can you imagine growing up wanting to be just like Hitler? The sad thing is that they DON'T grow up wanting to be just like Hitler. They grow up wanting to be just like Dad and Mom. Who want to be just like Hitler.
I know it's only playing their game to say it, but there ought to be a limit on free speech. I'm not a big proponent of "Hey, this is a free country: I can say I hate niggers if I want to!" I say about those people: string 'em up, hang 'em high, squeeze their balls until they cry. (I had a different last word there synonymous with "cease to live" but that would be hate speech.)
Just take a moment and read the vitriol that spews forth from these people who walk freely among us -- I'd actually prefer to spend the night in a hole with 100 jihadis than one in a hole with four of these people. Last time I checked, all the Nazis promise is a heaven full of white people, not a heaven full of 72 virgins. And the Baptists: well, the only thing they promise is Hell and I'm already going there and I don't need a free ticket and a kind reference from the likes of them.
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