Stomach
34 hr.. cold sweats, unexplainable anger.. mostly towards God and the Middle East.
The icing on the cake?
“HE BOUGHT A WEDDING RING π!”
don’t you see ?, can’t you relate,you simple fuckwads..you…
He was in love.
Those two beautiful white people were about to enjoy all the blessings that God wants for each and every one of us..
“he bought….a ring”
Not a ring!
Oh no! π’π
Not two ghostface crackers in LoVe!
That’s gotta be worth…I dunno, a few thousand brown babies dying..
That’s worth the same, right?
He bought…a ring..
Well..we can’t have this.
Innocent π
Innocent is a word and love is a verb. And he put his money where his white mouth was..
He bought a ring..
We refuse to stand for such atrocities .
Such clear cut “right versus wrong”
He bought a ring.
Noon. 6ml under the tongue.
Lessening stomach ache..
You could build bombs out of wallets, pack a couple of ones into them.. build a latch.. create a device small enough to spit gasoline on a human..
Leave them all over the bad parts of town..
A homeless person finds a wallet, sees a little green in it…opens it..
Spray.
Fire.
Fat wallet equals fat payload.
Like taking candy from a baby