If you want our guns progs you'll have to commit genocide - you'll only get them after we're all dead. And understand that if you go that far, we have munitions and armaments enough to fight back. One side WILL be gone when the dust settles. Better be certain you can win when you start Boogaloo. Because if you make war on us, we won't stop with the jack boots you send to attack us. We WILL come for the ones who sent them.
ALL of them.
Carefully temper your ambitions knowing that accountability and retribution are a thing.
Carefully temper your ambitions knowing that accountability and retribution is a thing.
Look at the homely cat lady who wrote his dreck. She will die alone in her cold apartment in a pile of boxed-wine containers, and her cat-herd will eat most of her face off before anyone notices she croaked.
She'll die alone... so very alone... if not for the stench of decomposition, nobody would even notice she was gone.
She'll die alone... so very alone...
This year I will vote for whoever is going to haul the propagandist whore-bag who wrote this article to the f*cking guillotine.
At least you despicable globalist pigs are not even trying to hide it anymore.
Tell those garbage spewing actors to Learn to Code.
God bless whoever bumps this globalist swine off our mortal coil.
God bless whoever bumps this globalist swine off this mortal coil.
You are a gift from God Rush. Thank you for everything you've done over my life.
I will one day enjoy reading this twat's obituary with great satisfaction.
They call themselves globalists. I call them street-light ornaments.