So Long, RINOs, And Thanks For Nothing

So Long, RINOs, And Thanks For Nothing
Politics,

The Senate “Republicans” have agreed to surrendering the country to illegal immigrants and rewarding them for their crimes as well.


Those who have lived in the country at least five years would be put on a path toward guaranteed citizenship, provided that they remained employed, paid fines and back taxes, and learned English, a senior Republican aide said.

In other words: Full amnesty.
Couple that with meaningless “demands” that will be undermined and rendered meaningless in less time than it takes for Bill Klintoon to drop his britches at the sight of an intern.

Have fun being a minority again, RINOs.

As somebody who jumped all the legal hoops to become a member of the American family, somebody who would’ve jumped three times that many hoops and still considered himself among the most lucky of men, somebody who considers the Constitution and the sovereignty of the United States of America sacred, somebody who thanks his L-rd every day that he was allowed to become an American, I cannot possibly associate myself with the likes of you any longer in any shape, form or fashion.

You have made a joke of our Constitution, our laws, our customs, our most sacred values. You have reduced them to mere bargaining chips in your political reindeer games. You have pissed upon everything that I believe in and, for that, you are dead to me. I would not defecate in your hair if it were on fire.

You do not exist, as far as I’m concerned.

You are the lowest of the low, the scum of the Earth, the kind of animal that would sell his own grandmother for a hot meal, and you are not worthy of even my derision.

Judas Iscariot, compared to you, would be a paragon of virtue.
You have sold out your own country, 230 years of struggle, for momentary and personal gain.

You will gain, alright, but you won’t like it. You will learn the wages of treason.

And your names will be forever cursed where good men and women gather.

No plant will grow where you’re buried, and no citizen will speak your names without spitting.

May the Devil himself take your souls and let you burn in Hell forever.

Posted by Emperor Darth Misha I

And this folks came right from the home page of http://www.nicedoggie.net/2006/

I have to say I most wholeheartely agree! The battle cry is. "REMEMBER IN NOVEMBER!"