FEAR

Bring it on bee-yotches!!!

So many times I've been accosted by moonbats, conspiracy theorists and general nutcases who tell me that the government has forced me into this "netherworld of fear". That they have brainwashed me into feeling as though the shadow of terrorism rules my every thought, my every movement through life. That because I voted Republican, I wear fear like a bull fighter waves a cape.

I simply ask, WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU THINK THAT?

Do I live in fear. No. The only time I live in fear is when I drive on the 15 at rush hour. That, my single minded little moonbats, is FEAR. (And anyone that's driven on it would know.)

Even on 9/11 I didn't feel fear. I felt many things that sunny Tuesday morning. But fear never even came close to entering the picture. Revulsion, the need for strong alcoholic beverages, bewilderment, shock and that creepy feeling that came from seeing no planes in the sky. Above all, I felt an anger like none I'd ever felt before. That I carry with me now like a small talisman of remembrance for those who lost their lives that day in the name of that pig f*cker Allah.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I feel no fear. None what so ever.

So you see little whining moonbats, and those of you who claim no allegiance, but are moonbats just the same, they will never beat me. Never. They never have, and never will make me feel fear.

I win Moussaoui, I win you stinking pile of refuse. Because you don't scare me. You aren't even worth dirtying up a shoe kicking you in the balls. The only virgins you'll get now are named Butch and Steve.

Just want it to be very clear to those of you out there that think I live in fear, the answer is a resounding NO.