As a fellow prisoner of this gods-forsaken hole, I feel you.

Oh. Oh, there can be. I have a significant number of those idiots among my immediate family. On both sides. Just waiting for the Donald Sutherland-esque screaming and pointing.

I can teach him to sit in Old Sparky. Does that count? (Full Disclosure: Texan.)

Y’know, I knew there was a good reason I converted away from Christianity at a pretty young age... much to my born-again, Bible-thumping dad’s chagrin.

I thought I would just laugh hysterically at this but all I can do is scream incoherent curses in tongues. I’m fairly sure I’m not going to stop anytime soon.

Probably the piggish squealing of a childish fuckwit pleased he was allowed to use the ‘big boy’ pens instead of crayons. That’s what I’m imagining the sound to be, anyway.

Damn shame it didn’t literally gut him.

As a Wiccan, I approve this message. *nods sagely*

My guess? Mayo and failure.

I feel you. I mean, my default setting is ‘irrationally angry’ but these days it’s tipping more towards ‘seething, inarticulate rage’. And then we can add cramps. I’m a joy at parties... the GOP should invite me to one. I could show them my party trick of beating them to death with their own bones! *laughs to keep…

The only coherent question I find myself consistently asking that isn’t just alarmed choking sounds is: how many people can I beat to death with a potato before it’s mashed? Every day brings me closer to attempting to answer it.

Unfortunately, if you look at the very last two words of your post, I find it answers it’s own question. That’s about where I’m at with this country right now.

If I could give you all of the stars, I would. And not just because I am currently having that exact same first problem.

Don’t you say that about my LoL! We’re much worse. *crawls back under the couch and giggles insanely*

Ah, there it is. Everyday, this fucking state finds a way to embarrass itself.

I’ll bring the molotovs if you bring the sandwiches!

Won’t lie; kinda surprised this didn’t come out of Texas. But it’s cool, we’re already embarrassing ourselves on an hourly basis. Guess we have to give everyone a turn.

I’m beginning to think there are just not enough bullets in the country to solve the problem of dumbfuck politicians. Any hope of gathering these fucksticks in one area and asteroid-dropping them?

You beat me to it and I love you for that. Made my freakin’ week.

Here, I’ll say something nice: maybe he’ll die soon and I think that would be swell.