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Tim mentioned our prime minister… hooray someone knows who we are! I can’t stay to long I’m on the lamb for a silent but deadly…

“A 13-year-old student at a Stuart school was arrested in November after authorities said he broke wind in class.”

You can bring crack and a pistol to class, assault your teacher, and threaten classmates, but you can’t fart? Is Taco Bell making illegal weapons?

He is the Banking Queen,
Don’t complain or you’ll hear him screaaaaaaam Oh Yeah!

I’m going to jump to Scalia’s defence along with you Chris. I threw PC under the bus a long time ago. I then took what was left of it and fed it to an alley cat.

To Congressman Barney Frank,

Since I don’t believe this fantastic defender of the Constitution has ever called you a homo, Butt Boy Barney, you should refrain from making such statements. But Scalia is a gentleman and won’t be calling you out. I’m not, so I will.

Since it’s now OK for our elected officials to name call, it’s doubly OK for me.

Barney Frank, you whine so much and have so little spine that I have to conclude that you have no balls either. This make you the bitch in any relationship and therefore a fag-ette. You can’t even raise to full-blown fag status, you worthless piece of shit.

I really don’t care what someone’s sexual preference is until they make an issue out of it and then try to tell me that my belief system, and those like me, are screwed-up because it doesn’t follow theirs. We’re the ones with the problem because we have morals. Wrong! I’d say ‘fuck you’ Barney, but I don’t want you to get the wrong idea.

For years you have had a problem with anyone who disagrees with you. You can’t become great, so you verbally abuse those who are. It’s like you always got something up your ass. Oh, wait…

I hope for your boyfriends sake you can use your mouth better in the privacy of a bathroom stall then you do in public. But I’m pretty sure you’re a disappointment there too.

My fervent wish is that somehow this gets back to you and it hurts your little, queer feelings. You like dishing it out, how do you like taking it? Never mind, I already know you, limp-wrist pansy.

If you can’t recognise this, it’s called freedom of speech. You remember, the thing you like to use so much but don’t want anyone opposed to you to have.