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Friday, September 10, 2010
...is the mark of a congenital ass-hat. I'm not talking campfires, bonfires, wood stoves, last years leaves, next years grass or any combustion connected with cooking or warmth.
I'm talking about making a public display out of burning something. There is no excuse, no context, no mitigating circumstance. Abso-fucking-lutely none! If you believe that you need to prove a point by igniting something and prancing about in some atavistic Lord of the Flies type ritual and cheering while it burns, be it a book, a heretic, a cross, a flag, a police car, a witch, an embassy, a skyscraper or your 17 year old daughter who wants to wear make-up and date Canadian boys do us all a great big god-damned favor and die. Do not pass GO, do not collect 200 dollars and for fuck's sake do not breed.
The world is chock full o' morons as it us, but most of us, at least have learned to NOT PLAY WITH FUCKING MATCHES! Here endeth the lesson. —Colonel Smokey the Spetsnaz
Tags: fire's burning
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