priorities people

You know what really burns my biscuits?  Stupid regulations.  While I have no doubt, that my bless their little heart state legislature is acting with the best of intentions, regarding the “anything but abortion” bathroom signs, is this really the best use of your time?  With our schools being ranked among the worst, wouldn’t it be more helpful to channel our efforts toward the already here post-fetuses?  I’m not trying to push either way for what someone wants to do with the bun in their oven, but does this information really need to be presented to someone’s eighty year old Nana who resides in assisted living?  An octogenarian needing to make that hardest of choices really would be a goddam gatsby miracle.  Also, if this funding is going to be forced upon the institutions who have to carry out this moronic mandate by the religious reich, isn’t that a big F U turd dump on small businesses?  Aren’t we all, no matter what our affiliations, supposed to be against giving the old screwdaloo to the proverbial mom and pop?  Telling everyone to wash their hands is one thing.  Ain’t nobody got time for gastroenteritis.  However, forcing your beliefs, though noble you may hold them, on everyone else without so much as a post freedom of choice assault cab fare?  I reckon that’s about lower than a snakes belly in a wagon rut.  Which means, to those who don’t speak hick, pretty shitty.  Burnt biscuits never killed anyone, but this is religulous.

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