As the nation of miserable fucks continues to watch reality shows to get itself ready for the kinds of activities that humans in general and oblivious idiots in particular were placed upon the planet to appreciate and participate in the demise of, I'm guessing that one of the things still on the table in dealing with the liberal agenda is a massive oil slick that we can set on fire to incinerate abortionists and those who would soil the sacred memory of Terri Schiavo, who only wanted to live long enough to exhaust Social Security and Medicare.
Can't we just round these people and their families up and send them out on personal water craft to digest the detritus they are obviously unable to corral? Seriously. I'm talking fair is fair.
Believe it or not, people, there are many more of us who are not buttfucking the planet and its inhabitants (except maybe for the gays and Hispanics and Islamic extremists and your mother) than those who are. Not that I'm suggesting that you shouldn't buttfuck the planet if that's what gets you off. I'm sure that's what God put you here for, so feel bad about those perfectly natural and divinely inspired urges. Jesus and Mohammed both assure me that you can still get into whatever RV afterlife you're interesting in, so chill. Bitches.
Life is what happens when you're not around. Have a nice day.