But sometimes you have to call a RETARD a RETARD.
Now I am not talking about people whose I.Q.s below 100. I am talking about people who brag about their degrees but then say something completely idiotic.
If I say to you that I was diagnosed with a "FATAL" cancer. That I am lucky to have gotten this 18 to 24 months remission.
Don't tell me in saccahrine tones "I wish you a speedy recovery".
Retard.
Saturday, August 04, 2012
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Dear Anonymous,
I'm sorry your son struggles with disabilities. I'm also sorry that your life is so sad that you send anonymous little missives on the Internet.
It's a free country, if you don't like this blog, go away.
But, better still, if you are the person I am writing about in the post.....HaHaHaHaHaHaHa. Losah!
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