So we evict the mentally ill, have a brain frying meth epidemic, and give a gun to anyone who can hold one.
Public Enemy: By The Time I Get To Arizona by Oedipus
So we evict the mentally ill, have a brain frying meth epidemic, and give a gun to anyone who can hold one.
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Jesus fucking christ.
I'm feeling happy that I'm heavily armed, and feeling really weird about it at the same time.
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