A Terrorist’s Prayer

I awakened, on this Easter weekend, with this thought on my mind.  Every tax paying American citizen should feel the same.

Soffitrat,

Domestic Terrorist # 1

Terrorist thought for the day:  “Thanks, Dirty Harry!  You crazy, faggot, criminal piece of shit, and whom the unionized ‘waiter slugs’ of NV put into office.  Not to leave out that diseased dribble of sperm you call, a Son.  Thank you both for naming me, and all American taxpayers, as a terrorist, while you wash the feet of illegal trespassers and conduct money scheming deals with foreign nationals to the detriment of the United States.  If you are a Patriot, I will gladly wear your interpretation as a badge of honor.  May I live up to your expectations.” 

 Whatever will we do when you are both gone from us forever? 

Terrorist prayer for the day:  “May you fuck up Harry and Spermbank (Son), beyond all recognition.  May Henry Lee throw his hands up to you for guidance, that you might be glorified.”  Amen.

There!  Now, I feel so much better.