Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Executive Programming Decision

Since we continue to be lectured on our language by temperance-preaching drunkards, nature-loving enviro-perverts, ministers who can't keep their pants on, ten-cent millionaire altruists who won't get their sticky hands out of our pockets and other similar hypocrites, Galt-in-Da-Box will be dialing up the colorful commentary in future posts until said fakes start - litterally - walking their talk.
You were warned in the ABOUT THIS BLOG page.
I am not holding a knife to your throat, threatening to carve you like a Thanksgiving turkey if you do not read what I publish, and I am fed up with all your self-righteous, holier-than-thou bullshit...and though BULLSHIT is my favorite cussword, and apparently not yours, you have provided me infinite incentive to "make a Marine Corps drill instructor blush". Get off your high-and-mighty horse, motherfuckers.
Physician heal thyself!


Bob said...

Who you talking to?

Not me... whatever you want to say in your blog is super fine by me.

Now on my blog, I seldom use invectives because my son climbs all over me when I do.

Galt-in-Da-Box said...

Bob -
I get emails from time to time, one in particular appears to be particularly affected.
Bitch would fill her panties if she was to listen to my favorite radio show during a leisurely afternoon.
Glad he's not on the radio anymore, strictly internet.