Go out in the morn. See if I can make it to dinner. Bang. Bang.
All gun owners are by definition responsible.
All guns , by definition, are only accessed by responsible gun owners who, by definition, are responsible and who, by definition, only allow responsible things to be done to, for and with their responsible guns.
Responsibly, If I want to protect myself so and go after the tyrannical government it is good to see action against normal citizens as a proving ground.
Responsibly, since guns are the ultimate expression of my manhood I need to constantly express.
Don’t look at me sideways. I love intimidation.
Guns are strictly for defense. Attack. Never.
Every one is trustworthy.
I want to go out into the world where everyone is armed.
Think of the various games, permutations, arrogance dances and aggressive shimmies that can be dealt with for enlightened pleasure on a daily basis.
Go out in the morn. See if I can make it to dinner.
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I am cunning and am feral. Clap your hand.
Posted in Commentary, current events, dominance, gun control, News, opinion, political science, Politics, Uncategorized with tags Authoritarianism, Critical thinking, current events, Democracy, Government, guns, media, political commentary, political satire, politics, power on September 20, 2013 by B SchiffI am cunning and am feral. Clap your hand.
I am cunning and am feral. Clap your hand.
I am cunning and am sterile. Clap the clap.
I am empty. I am dry. I am of the stuff of lye.
I am cunning and am feral. Clap your hand.
Fund no goddamned police. Clap your hand.
Fund no goddamned schools. Clap your hand.
Ignorance is hip. Violence is a trip. Ignorance and violence are my friends.
Together they are fun. Snakes and fakes and flakes at the edge of the populous worthless
No worthy, no validity, no useful purpose to me.
Bye bye and be as dirt.
I am empty. I am dry. I am of the stuff of lye.
I am cunning and am feral. Clap your hand.
No safety for the slobs. No brains or thought for the mobs. Passion for the slobs.
Fate and fear and hate and intimidation
Plates of meals eaten cold
Vengeance is mine.
No help. No sustenance. Strife. No life.
I have a gun.
Bang. Bang.
I win.
I am cunning and am feral.
Clap your hand.
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