The First Amendment- you never met a mother fucker quite like me

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances”.

I will keep this short and sweet as I am on vacation in an undisclosed location. Today I gathered with family and headed to a “Chain” sort of restaurant and gaming facility. It was casual and I opted to wear a tee I had gotten at a recent concert. The Shirt was solid black and in the front it read “You Never Met A” and on the rear of the shirt it says “Mother Fucker Quite Like Me” along with the band info. There I am with family, having a good time and all and this piss boy of an assistant manager comes up and tells me that my shirt is unacceptable because of profanity. “What” I replied? (Remember, Mike has anger control issues) He tells me that I will have to remove the shirt or leave. I take the shirt off and continue. “Excuse me” the dweeble said and had the nerve, courage or audacity to put his hand on me, in which I snatched up in a firm grip and asked him “What”. He told me that it was required that I wear a shirt while in the facility. I tell the guy he just had told me that I needed to remove the shirt or leave. I removed the shirt. What is the issue? There was talk of calling the police and shit. Frankly, I do not need that sort of exposure at this point so I left my family there and exited the building.

So, to all of you conservative, Bush loving, Bilble thumping , Rush fans, and to all of you mindless sheep watching our country being taken by us, on a path to dictatorship, FUCK OFF! I am on a new mission. I will get into politics. I am running for something that will end in me being a presidential candidate! This country needs and enema. As a nation, we have forgotten the most important three little words; “We the people”. That is what it boils down to.

Good Night!