The day approaches. Shall we make a wish…?
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Yes. Emphatically, yes.
How many squirrels do I need to sacrifice?
Squirrels are a menace, but they’re soooo cute. Also smart, which the Magistas manifestly are not. How ‘bout we forego the burnt offerings, and just swear (or affirm) that we’ll never turn away anyone who comes to us for refuge from this ghastly cracker apocalypse?
Cracker apocalypse?!?
Love it. LOL!!
It appeared in my back brain months ago, who knows from where—the anonymous Internet is, after all, vast, subtle, and omnipresent. At first, given it might subject me to not entirely unwarranted accusations of bigotry, I was reluctant to use it in public, but after enduring years of unrelenting viciousness from these imbeciles, l figured what the hell—never, ever was I gonna sit still for Michelle O’s smarmy “when they go low we go high.” I’m not easily provoked, but turning the other cheek to these assholes is, IMNSHO, nothing less than a dishonorable repudiation of principles far better people than I have actually died for.