Right now I’d love to personally slap each and every person who voted for Bush in 2004. There’s a lot of them, and I’d have to go to places like Alabama to get them all, but it sure seems worth the effort now.
Today the Supreme Court made it that much easier for anti-abortion dingleberries to stand in front of clinics to interfere with my right to have a PERFECTLY FUCKING LEGAL MEDICAL PROCEDURE performed within the confines of my very own uterus.
Ay, my friends, there’s the rub. The dingleberries will not rest until the perfectly fucking legal part is no longer associated with abortion.
Now this blog isn’t big enough to detail the ridiculous hypocrisies of those who say things like they want to “restore the sanctity of life in our laws and policy.” They’re completely full of shit, especially this group, in Chicago’s Greektown, who was instrumental in closing all but one abortion clinic in Mississippi.
I have to get a couple of cavities filled on Saturday and I’m worried. Who is to say some enamel preservation activists won’t blow up my dentist’s office? It’s not my poor teeth’s fault that the world hasn’t invented sugarless beer yet! I was a dental slut, drinking and eating with reckless abandon without using cavity control and now my teeth are paying for it.