Let's see, we have an invocation of Magical Injuns by someone who isn't one, taken completely out of context to make a fucking Tone Argument of all things. Fuck you into next Christmas with a 15 ft candy cane in your ear.
No, really, fuck you. The onus is on the privileged assholes to stop punching the goddamn babies, not for the babies to stop crying when they're punched. How fucking difficult is this to comprehend? Do we need to make fucking pie charts with sparkles?
How about a tall ice cold glass of Bitch Please. It's refreshing.
No, really, fuck you. The onus is on the privileged assholes to stop punching the goddamn babies, not for the babies to stop crying when they're punched. How fucking difficult is this to comprehend? Do we need to make fucking pie charts with sparkles?