A friend of mine sent me one o' them "funny" chain e-mails a few days ago. In it, the original "author" relayed the "hilarious" story of a gun-suckler who lived next to a liberal (I pointed out we prefer the term "DurtyStinkin'Commie-Fasco L-l-l-l-ib'ral) who liked to stir the pot. The fetishist put a sign in his yard with the following text:
"BURGLARS! My neighbor is a gun-control advocate. Feel free to rob him, but THESE premises are protected by guns."
The sign had a large arrow on top, pointing to his neighbor's house.
OH, the HEE-LARITY! However, as a gun-owning DurtyStinkin'Commie-Fasco L-l-l-l-ib'ral, I thought of an appropriate response:
"BURGLARS! My neighbor has a LOT of guns which you can easily trade on the black market for drugs or money! And he's a TERRIBLE shot."
The arrow would point right back at him....
The 2nd Amendment goes both way, bitches, even if DurtyStinkin'Commie-Fasco L-l-l-l-ib'rals don't view it as a religious document. And I'm sorry about the size of your penis, morans [sic].
