Offending ridiculous crazy people is becoming a full-time job. Parody has become policy. What do you do if your kid screws around with fireworks, and burns himself? Simple: Give him a can of gasoline, a blowtorch, and a butane lighter. "That's crazy," right? Nahhhh. That's national policy. Being a jackass, you borrowed far more money that you can repay? No problem, we'll give you more.
But I digress, as our purpose is not to make fun of the current administration, but instead to piss off . . . . wait . . . I wrote it down . . . oh yes, crazed Islamist nutjobs. A task we've subcontracted.
Herewith, Steven Crowder:
Labels: Crazed Islamist Nutjobs