I wonder what it’s like? Another day, another punishing rocket for the egregious sin of existing. You know, the usual, every day things. Getting married… minding your own business… BEING BORN.
You gotta wonder… where are those sanctimonious busybody harpies at Code Pink? Oh, I forgot. They’re too busy giving aid and comfort to murdering sneaks who cower behind their own personal propaganda chattel (also known as their wives and children) and lob rockets at Israeli weddings.