Even so, this time of year is always a twist to my mind. I love the fall, the changing of the leaves, the leaves falling off the trees and clearing my lane on the range, the snap of cold that makes for some fine flames out of the barrels of the high powered toys.
Yet, there is that stink of monkey poo in the air.

(H/T to JohnGalt for the Graphic)
Seriously, the flinging feces of election years really makes for a less enjoyable season. Thankfully its short.
Even so, it really shows just how infantile these jackasses truly are. They fight and scrabble for a (rather lucrative) job that most people would rather not think about.
Hmmm, maybe that's the problem. Maybe the fact that most people don't want a damn thing to do with politics leaves room for these monkeys to rape and pillage at whim. The fact that they are willing to sell off their own mothers and stab their best friends in the back for the job should show just how low on the gene pool they really are.
And we allow them to do it year after year.
Until that changes, we are completely fucked.
Guess that's why I say to let it burn. If it does though, the ones that rebuild it will have to watch carefully for the fleas (monkey shit throwers) to climb up and squish 'em before they get a chance to breed again.
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