So if we have to show women what the baby looks like in their womb and tell them how the process works before allowing them to get an abortion, does that mean we should teach our soldiers about the culture of the lands we’re invading, and explain to them that the people we want them to kill have families and feel pain, just like Americans?
Absolutely. And since we’re forcing our beliefs and religious doctrine on others about abortion, let’s go a step further on the line of informing soldiers about enemy families and feels.
If you believe that the choice is not up to the woman, then please feel free to inform some insurgents about how Americans have feelings, too. Just after you tell a few soldiers that they don’t know dick about the war they’re fighting.
"Hold my gun, while I serve some b-boying justice."
This is beautiful and perfect and EXACTLY as the world should be.
Not to be a critical little shit, but the positive comments aren’t near as tightly rolled as the negative comments.
look it’s fine if ur not religious omg it’s 100% ok but once u start telling people that their prayers are worthless, that God isn’t listening, that He is imaginary, that Jesus didn’t exist, that their religious texts are garbage, etc. then you’re a piece of shit shut up
look it’s fine if ur religious omg it’s 100% ok but once u start telling people that wishing is more effective than doing, that if they don’t believe in the same god as you they’re going to hell, that the bible says gays are evil and should die, that your mission is to convince them that science is wrong, etc. Then you’re a hypocritical sand illiterate piece of shit, so how about YOU shut up.
Treat your religion like a dick. Be proud of it if you want. Wave it around in private if it makes you feel good. But don’t you dare try to shove it down my kid’s throat.
Keep your Christian missionary self private and I’ll do the same with my chronic masturbation.
America rants on Dunkin
Dear new-age shitfucks,
Coffee is not made to be drunk iced. Nor is it made to be drunk with foam, whipped cream, ‘chai’, sprinkle, chocolate shavings, or strawberry syrup.
It’s fucking coffee. Hot, bitter, water with a kick that isn’t even done until it has an oil slick on top that would make BP jealous. It exists to chemically motivate your self-serving ass to make some sort of contribution to society aside from being an overindulgent whore with entitlement issues.
Throw a cup at me because your pansy ass is too tight to make your own coffee and I’m throwing a half-starved badger with a taste for human blood in your car. Bitch.
Sincerely and with all our love,
This is America!
While there are an unfortunate few instances where knowing English would have been rather beneficial, we do need more bilingual speakers.
I met Anna’s brother last year outside a nightclub where I was working security around 2AM. This 20 something Mexican guy comes running up, sees the duty belt and shirt, and starts yelling, “POLICIA! POLICIA!”
I don’t speak Spanish, but I had a gut feeling as to what that meant. Until he continued on in rapid fire Spanish that I had no hope of following. I knew cuchillo meant knife, but that was all I caught. I kept trying to get information from him while my coworker called the cops, but I thought he was talking about someone in the club having a knife. So I called the rest of security and had them start looking inside for someone with a knife.
He was saying that his younger sister and he had gotten mugged a few blocks away in a back alley and that she’d been stabbed trying to keep the mugger from taking her iPhone. I was a combat medic in the Army and had a medical kit on my vest. I could have been there in time to save her, but I didn’t understand what he’d been saying. She bled out, alone in a dark alleyway, before EMS could arrive. He’s been in the United States for 4 years and doesn’t know enough English to ask for help.
Funny as the comic is, it’s a serious problem in some cases. Anna would have turned 14 a few weeks ago.
the most depressing thing I’ve ever seen
Which? The poor bastard in the cup costume making minimum wage to shovel snow, the fact that there’s a Cup Noodle Museum, or that those crazy fuckers think someone’s going in for the tour on a snow day?