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If I were terminal but still able to lift my hands, and people like these were outside, my last request would be for someone to prop the rifle barrel up on the window sill so I could take a few of them with me. They're so thick on the ground one shot might get three of them.
- Mithras, "As I Lay Dying," fables of the reconstruction March 28, 2005 (via republic of t)
posted March 28, 2005 in politics. 20042001