You aren’t a conservative. You’re a twit who can’t read one single case and get it right. Heck, you can’t get ONE SENTENCE right!
Talk about a bunch of Rocket Scientists!!!
I tell you what. I’ll save Jim the trouble of zotting me. I had hoped to make a dozen years, but what the heck. As long as you idiotic Birfers are loose to make this place look like some kind of Art Bell Halfway House, I don’t want my name, uh er uh, screen name, associated with it.
Jim should have spanked Birfer Butt a long time ago and made you idiots behave. You have been terrorizing the threads too long and calling anybody who disagrees with you trolls and whatever. Should have been stopped a long time ago.
So, I tell you what. Jim Rob made you, and Jim Rob can have you. He can give you a bottle at 3:00 am when you wake up crying with a poopy diaper!
Until then, I ZOTTTTT! myself. The door ain’t hitting me in the ass on the way out. . .
parsy, who . . . . .bows, and takes his leave. (Applause)