It’s a quasi-commie, quasi-anarchist Bush Derangement Syndrome tax hater.
He quotes Marx, hates Bush, hates taxes, then flies into an IRS building.
Heck, I’m not fond of taxes, but my idea of recreation is a picnic with my cute girlfriend — not dying in a fiery mess on the side of a building. =:^o
we all know how unstable you are...
picnics. yeah, right. you expect us to believe that, and that you have a girlfriend, too?
you just don't know where to stop, do you?
Sorry Laz. You've been flagged.