Those “women and children” attempting to violate our border know full well that they are breaking our laws, and have willingly made a CHOICE to join an invading army. They get what they deserve.
WOW!
Hardcore.
So whip out your fruit salad and your gongs.
St Crispin’s Day has just past...
And I do bear the scars to prove it.
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “To-morrow is Saint Crispian.”
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say “These wounds I had on Crispin’s day.”
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
So, you knew King Henry V, personally, eh? Well aren’t you the ancient SOB then! I mean to say, if you have “the scars” from fighting in the Battle of Agincourt ...
Er, wait a minute ... That battle was fought in the Year of Our Lord, 1415. Well, boy howdy! Let us all see them scars, ye six-century-ol bastard!
Funny thing is that Shakespeare never mentioned you in his play. I guess you were too busy playing with the fruit salad.