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Oh wow. Another session of God, Guns and Abortion. Some things will never change.
Why don't you dial it down about 50% there Big Shooter. If you don't like the way people vote maybe you should round up the rest of your knitting group and get them to vote in your sweet little leftist jackholes? Until you can figure out how to win an election, why not just keep your whiny, complainy nonsense to yourself? Throwing little girl hissy fits don't help ya.
@ 4:45I’m unsure how you divined that 8:38 was a “Big Shooter” from the comment. Then you suggest they belong to a knitting group that is inclined to support sweet little leftist jackholes. Then for good measure you invent the word “complainy”, for which spell check requires an override. I’m guessing you’ve been accused of throwing little girl hissy fits as well, because your comment is a sterling example of someone throwing a “hissy fit” over the mention of God, guns, and abortion.
11:34, let's just pump the brakes on your picky pokey little comment there. No hissy fits were being thrown, that was just someone handing out a piece of solid advice to help Mr. and/or Mrs. 8:38 cope with their bellyaching over something that it's too late to bellyache over. Ain't no reason for you to be jumping in and start your own bellyaching just because I made an observation about 8:38's possible involvement in a knitting group. Hell, there are far worse things to be involved in. So, I ain't rightly sure why you took offense unless you happen to be 8:38 and you happen to have a dislike for homemade scarves. In which case I would apologize but I don't think you are 8:38. Even though the two of you appear to share a fear of God and guns. Oh, and a fear of unborn children too.
I say...I say...I say there Yosemite Sam, don’t go getting your panties in a wad. I ain’t afraid of no chicken hawk, I ain’t afraid of no god, gun, nor unborn children. What I don’t like are little pussy cats that are just rude. So I say there son, unless you want spanked with your rootin’, tootin’ firearms, you should quit your chicken hawk ways and show some respect for others. You’re a cartoon son, just a cartoon, wanting to be real.
Mr./Mrs. 7:42, afraid of a pussy cat? I gotsta say that if you put an "and" somewhere in that sentence, you and Ibwould come to a partial agreement on something. Listen up there, Tough Nut, I was givin back the same r-e-s-p-e-c-t that the knitter at 8:38 was showing folk by tummyaching about elected officials. I means, I suppose I could have searched 'em out given a hug and let 'em cry on my shoulder a bit, but I believe in tough love. You know, like your Uncle John. Then here you come making wah-wah about Sams and chicken hawks all the while calling me a cartoon and talking about my panties. All these things are being mouth born from you in effort to cover up the fact that your afraid that your neighbors have a gun and they love Jesus more than they love you. Oh, and they have a respect for human life that is all but lost on Jimmy-hoppers, like you.
Ha... I think 11:40 may have implied that 7:42 is either afraid of cats or p...Not sure what any of this has to do with Missouri Senate.
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