Last week I posted my thoughts/well not really, on the Schiavo debacle/right to die. As was evident from my Blog/non-Blog, I’m a fence sitter, neither opposing/for, or for/opposing someone’s right to die/live.
I think, this is all because, when I have to maneuver through the war-zone of political correctness, I don’t/do, want to offend anyone/everyone, with what I have to say, be they male/female, vertically challenged/shrimps, big boned/eat way too much, mentally disabled/retarded (just fuckin’ say it!). The list goes on.
Today I will try to come off my perch of observation and dip my toe into the waters of outrage/humor with this link, in the effort to be comedic/an ultimate asshole with poor taste.
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