Says the maniac pretending to take away the natural right of breathing from anyone who is on his fantasy land.
But, please continue on about how you're the real victim in all of this, sire.... Surely you can express your feelings of agony and misery better than crying on here to me about how those pesky pesky servants of yours refuse to comply with your rules?
Please go on about how the distinctive differences no longer matter and that whatever conjured up narrative that suits his majesty is just.
When you cut through all your bullshit.. at the end of the day, you're telling me how to breathe and calling me the tyrant
It's time to stop living in pretend world, sally. Time to put your dollies and the little ponies away now. It's clean up time.
I don't have to cry about pesky boot lickers refusing to follow my rules on my property. That's why you're out on the sidewalk throwing a meaningless impotent little boot licking toddler tantrum.
Your inane gibberish about masks and breathing doesn't take away my property rights or my 1st amendment rights. I'll tell you have to wear one, or you can't wear one, or I'll insist you put on a clown wig if you want to come in. That's my right. You, boot licker, don't get to control me and my property isn't your property.
Come to terms with it, because your little sidewalk tantrums don't change anything.
Says the maniac pretending to take away the natural right of breathing from anyone who is on his fantasy land.
But, please continue on about how you're the real victim in all of this, sire.... Surely you can express your feelings of agony and misery better than crying on here to me about how those pesky pesky servants of yours refuse to comply with your rules?
Please go on about how the distinctive differences no longer matter and that whatever conjured up narrative that suits his majesty is just.
When you cut through all your bullshit.. at the end of the day, you're telling me how to breathe and calling me the tyrant
It's time to stop living in pretend world, sally. Time to put your dollies and the little ponies away now. It's clean up time.
I don't have to cry about pesky boot lickers refusing to follow my rules on my property. That's why you're out on the sidewalk throwing a meaningless impotent little boot licking toddler tantrum.
Your inane gibberish about masks and breathing doesn't take away my property rights or my 1st amendment rights. I'll tell you have to wear one, or you can't wear one, or I'll insist you put on a clown wig if you want to come in. That's my right. You, boot licker, don't get to control me and my property isn't your property.
Come to terms with it, because your little sidewalk tantrums don't change anything.
Is it the breathing part that bothers you or that you just don't have the ultimate control you keep pretending you have?
It's the part where a boot licking halfwit thinks he has the right to dictate my rules on my property.
Ohhh the part where you somehow get authority over people's biological functions!
That's not happening, son.
That's why I keep calling it a fantasy