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Hater Hate Day


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,aware of the esoteric economics prevalent to rioting in Baltimore, has chosen to hate on all the conservatives from his Facebook page who are hating on his posts about the relevance of rioting.  Mostly because those conservative jerk-offs get a hard on over The Boston Tea Party or their guns.  He knows that if the Constitution were amended to take away gun rights, they'd fight the cops and riot.  Yet, they cannot see how laws can be socioeconomically motivated.

 

So, here's to all those mindless dregs with their racist comments on my Facebook (honestly, what does breast feeding and laziness have to do with it?  Rioting takes energy, man!).  Haters gonna hate. 

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I'm playing with posting formats, so, like with Facebook, the name of the poster comes first and then it should just flow onward. The distance between the poster name and the beginning of the posts here probably throws some people off.  

 

I'm off, going bonkers, editing my 30 page portfolio for graduate school today.

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@ Valek, I think you need this.

So me and my Motley Crue, joined up with Dr. Feelgood. We were praying to the Def Leopard at the Rock of Ages, when this hip young bard named Ozzy told us of The Road to Nowhere. As we began out Journey we cried Oh Sherri, realizing we had to Sail Away across the river Styx. When we arrived at the gates of hell, we raised quite the Quiet Riot realizing the Critical Condition we were in. Luckily this fellow Huey Lewis gave us the News and loaned us Jacob's Ladder so we could get in. Atop the ladder, we peered over the gates down Skidrow where we could see The Youth Gone Wild. No sooner had we descended then we were served a Warrant from Heaven. We pleaded with the Prince who wore a Razzberry Beret, but he would not hear our case. Hell's public defender walked in, a fellow named Rodney James Dio and explained that we were the Last In Line. They locked us inside the Iron Maiden until the birth of the Seventh Son. Then on that fateful day, a day known to all as the Black Sabbath they fed us to the Warpigs.

Hope this brightens your day Rev.

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continued...

Well, I was wearing Pink, Floyd was dressed in red,

we heard the Dogs of War and knew we were not dead.

I glanced over at James, Taylor frowned and said

"I smell Fire and Rain" and our hearts were filled with dread.

A Metallic band walked up whose singers name was Lars,

The Shortest Straw had been pulled and somehow it was ours.

We walked through purgatory the weather was quite cool,

and princess Cinderella said we were Nobodies Fool.

We saw a Whitesnake along the road an ominour omen,

and before I could even stop my self said "Here I go Again."

We passed an old White Lion, who said we had to Wait,

When the Children Cry the Little Fighter will open up the gate.

more to come, out of time today.....

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