I have a soft heart, too; I break down at funerals and rejoice at births and weddings.
But when some lice-ridden 7th century lunatics murder 3000 Americans because they want their stupid-ass devil-worshiping religion to dominate the world, my soft heart turns to carborundum and I’m ready to kill.
This chicken-footed SOB gets no sympathy from me or my kind.
“I have a soft heart, too; I break down at funerals and rejoice at births and weddings.
But when some lice-ridden 7th century lunatics murder 3000 Americans because they want their stupid-ass devil-worshiping religion to dominate the world, my soft heart turns to carborundum and I’m ready to kill.
This chicken-footed SOB gets no sympathy from me or my kind.”
Great Post! General Patton would be proud.