If he was a Brony instead of a gun-suckler, trying to claim that every Maya Angelou poem was somehow about <i>My Little Pony</i> would be far less of a stretch.
Nah. She called out a warning. A real NRA gun loon would have left the front wide door open and then hid behind something so they could shoot them in the back.
Iambic pentameter- I know what you&#039;re thinking, punk. You&#039;re thinking &quot;did he write six lines or only five?&quot; You&#039;ve gotta ask yourself a question: &quot;Do I feel lucky?&quot; Well, do ya, punk?
If he was a Brony instead of a gun-suckler, trying to claim that every Maya Angelou poem was somehow about <i>My Little Pony</i> would be far less of a stretch.
I see this.
<strike>Sometimes</strike> Daily, the Tree of Liberty needs to be watered with the blood of dead children, apparently.
Well, except for the blind shooting through the door. She was a great woman, but that wasn&#039;t her greatest moment.
Human decency and working at National Review aren&#039;t things that would regularly overlap on a Venn Diagram.
I&#039;ve got to think a few bullet holes here and there might lower your home&#039;s equity value, also too.
the fuck is wrong with this country?
Deep thoughts from The Corner. Relatively speaking compared to the rest of the wading pool, but I&#039;m throwing them a bone here.
Nah. She called out a warning. A real NRA gun loon would have left the front wide door open and then hid behind something so they could shoot them in the back.
Who did Cock Robin shoot?
only if you&#039;re Imelda Marcos
Iambic pentameter- I know what you&#039;re thinking, punk. You&#039;re thinking &quot;did he write six lines or only five?&quot; You&#039;ve gotta ask yourself a question: &quot;Do I feel lucky?&quot; Well, do ya, punk?
<i>Well, I do like to have guns around.</i>
Well, she was a black lady living in the deep south. I&#039;m amazed she didn&#039;t think she needed machine gun turrets on her house.