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Ah, an angry girl who plays base guitar and sings in a Polish heavy folk band. What is pagan folk metal? Well, it is not Christian so I guess it is politically correct. All this under the radar of the ability challenged activists. They are being too busy being incompetent in their over watch of our nuclear industry. When the reactors cook off, that means a call for more funding.
This is not an angry girl who plays base in a Polish heavy folk band. No, this is one of those people who keep our electrical power plants few in number and high in price. And they still blow up. Somehow, I now associate hippies with failure, taxation, and waste. And this hippie is enjoying one of his paid jaunts to Little Sodom on the Humber, at your expense. Criticize him, her, it, whatever, and you are a racist and have to pay more money. So just shut up, Happy Worker. The endless environmental assessments of plants that blow up, or subways that are never built, or economic benefits from gangbanger culture; they cost you money, and you never get a benefit, now do you? Maybe the leftists need a real flogging, and this role play stuff is not good enough. We can just say it is sex play, not torture. Or reparations for slavery. Whatever works right, er, left.
Hey, what is on your plate? Sure they have health inspectors; they have border guards too. And for that matter, lefty activists helping in the design process for nuclear plants. Now that the Japanese economy is headed for recession, it will take us down too. Take a lefty out for dinner. Just think, it takes four members of the working class to keep one non-ability progressive voter in welfare spending. Make sure they get enough salt on their food; they get better access to the health care you pay for than you.
What is it about women with snakes? Now, is this Set, the Snake God, or Midgard serpent? The iconography of the piece shows the snake coming out of the, uh, Scorpio part of this woman. Unlike Medusa, who has snakes for hair, this one has the snake associated with her genitals. Which washroom can she use? Better yet, how much will she get from some schmuck merchant when he gets upset patrons complaining about the deviants in the pissoir. Or for that matter, violating sharia law by letting the hooded mingle with the patriarchs. Another good reason to go over to the black market: you get better service, food, and value.
The evil smoker. But wait, maybe it is that magic tobacco that the red skins smoke. It looks just like the bad stuff they sell on the black market. Only it is somehow different; different like how N-people can use the N-word, but I cannot. I do get to be their sugar daddy, even if siring bastards is not part of my culture, but is part of activist taxation culture. Just say it is a sacrament, then it is OK. Better yet, tell nobody. You are your own black market. Go slap a tax collector; cap a tax spender, Yo!







March 20th, 2011 at 7:15 pm
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