If I own a private business, and promote a certain agenda and sell items rh6at only help my business and my friends, and do not advertise or associate with others who do not share my agenda or use my products… am I guilty of a crime?
Even uf the fucking USA government asks me to voluntarily do certain things, and I choose to do it because it helps our agenda… am I guilty of a crime?
I think not.
Don't like my business Karen?
Then mind your own.
If I don't give a shit who or when people drop off backpacks in my business, then I realize my business is getting cluttered with backpacks, so I start throwing out backpacks that I don't like… would you bitch like a lame ass Karen that I'm censoring your freedom to leave backpacks?
You gonna bitch that my backpack removing is effecting some lame ass political bullshit?
These people are stupid.
Desperate?
How fucking stupid.
Let's say I own a refrigerator that I allow you to, for free, store your food in.
Then it gets full and some shit in there is rotten.
So I throw some of it out… whatever I want to, because it's my refrigerator.
Yeah, you'd be mad if your food was thrown out, but too fucking bad.
It's my refrigerator.
Don't like it?
Get your own refrigerator.
I could give a shit if you feel like me removing stuff from my own refrigerator is effecting anything in your weird little political world.
I'd rather feel like shit, than be full of shit.
And if I offended you, oh, well I'm sorry maybe you deserve to be offended.
So here's my apology, and one more thing…
Fuck you.
You fucking clowns would force me to store your food for eternity for free.
These people are sick.
Then when my refrigerator got full…
you'd force me to buy more refrigerators to store more of your shit for eternity for free.
Fuck all that.
I do what I want with my refrigerators.
Imagine if the fucking government, or random lames were able to force you to store or remove stuff from your private refrigerator.
Imagine if you supported that type of tresspassing.
You live in clown world.
Exactly.
I'd just eventually unplug it all.
Then go work in the garden.
After you install my brain chip that links you to my refrigerator… you will wish you still had the right to own a shotty.
This is a photo of your ghost of Christmas future.