my tongue is so far in my cheek it's practically in my throat

[stoney321]

Someone has just told me that my "a theesm [sic] and the loss of Marshall Law" *cough* is the reason why the world is going to hell in a hand basket. And this was all prompted by a rant someone posted on their FB (locked) about how the US shouldn't ratify the UN-CRC (a document that basically insures children's rights around the world. You know, to keep things like that 12 year old Yemen girl from dying in childbirth. Clearly that is a godless and dangerous idea?) We need more god and guns, you see. That could mean I couldn't use the rod to keep my child from being spoilt, that's what's wrong with the world! That and my "a theesm." And the lack of Marshall Law. Who is Marshall, and what was the verdict?

It's very hard to have an intellectual discussion with someone who has brought no intellect to the table.

In other news, I continued my random acts of silly by getting a pumpkin-spice latte at Starbucks and singing Metallica at the barista, who wore a "Coffee Master" apron. Master! Master! Master of Coffee is grinding my beans!

I got my coffee for free, and a laugh at that person's expense I MEANT TO SAY I got to laugh at the Marshall Law person's expense. My coffee dude and I talked like Yoda and cracked some D&D jokes, we were cool, lol. Score one for me. (I'm spammy today, sorry.)

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[dovil.livejournal.com]

Children's rights?! What kind of crazy nutcase is going to want to support that. Guns and bibles, that's where it's at! I make my bullets out of the pages of the bible and shoot people in the face with the words of the lord - now that's chillin it ol' fundo style. *does hand gestures, geniflects*

I was in America around about this time last year - where were my pumpkin flavoured things? We don't get that down here. Where's the UN when I need them, Stoney? *sad face*

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I like the idea of bullets out of the Bible, because then you can "fill up someone's chest cavity" with the word of the Lord. Good thinking. I think you should fill every orifice with the word of the Lord. That's what my uncle called it. *cries into my pie*

I got off track. What I mean to say is, we didn't get any pumpkin flavored things because we never went into Starbucks like proper American consumers, dammit. I AM CALLING THE UN RIGHT NOW. If only to rail at them for taking God out of my coffee. And children, always the children.

[dovil.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my uncles (my mother was always introducing me to yet another one, I had no idea our family was so big!) were always offering up the holy sacrement to be consumed, well, right up until the social workers arrived on the scene. I think they must have been a theests.

I broke down somewhere in Boston and ended my Starbucks embargo - though why the hell I was bothering with coffee in a city known for great beer and Harvard students passed out in doorways, I'll never know. I could have blended in - they would have just thought my accent was due to alcohol induced brain damage!