Culture Wars/Current Controversies

Cold, Dead, Fingers?

Try to guess the political identity of the person who said this.

I got a message for all you liberals out there:
You want my gun? My firearm? Come take it from me. Just walk through my door, come into my home, and take it from me with your weak, soft, liberal, girlish hands. Just try to put those hands on me!

Those soft liberal hands, just put em on me. On my body. Slowly and gently dragging your fingers up and down my arm givin’ me goosebumps. You want my gun? Come kiss me for it. But not like right away, don’t be too obvious with it. Let’s do that thing where our faces get close to each other and you know it’s gonna happen, it’s just a matter of time as we stare at each other’s lips while you’re waiting for the right signal to give yourself over to me completely like it’s a walk to remember. Come do that for my gun. Bite my lip and play with my hair…for my firearm. If you want my gun, come spank me for it. Not like… not like too hard but like, still hard, you know? Like, hurt me but make me feel safe at the same time, you pussy liberals.

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