Derron wrote:
War Home Defense.
Yes, that Scotts Turf Builder Plus weed control is some wicked shit against invaders like
gasp, dandelions. Chickweed and broadleaf doesn't stand a chance, either. It's like carpet bombing your lawn. Those thuggish weeds had best be looking elsewhere before fucking with Casa de Wagons yard...
Wait, this topic was about capping unfriendlies with the wrong color of skin, wasn't it? Not much I can say about that, other than the few unwelcome cats who get in my trash now and then. I've got this handy little air gun that shoots BBs that dissuade those rodents. Ima bad motherfucker that way.
Now, before you accuse me of being a barney, just realize, that's the way I roll.
What? Still not convinced?
Well, these filthy Mexicans moved in right next door about six months ago and I was all like..."hey bud, my name is Dave...welcome."
And this filthy Mexican was all like..."hey, my name is Armando...thanks".
Now, I'm out the door every day at 5.30 am sharp heading to work, and Armando is already gone. I usually make it home by 4 pm, Armando usually makes it home after 6 pm. He run's a drywall business, and I'm sure he needs to work all those hours just to make his obscenely high rent payment on this newer house his family is calling home.
Dude keeps his grass cut, and I don't see much in the way of trash in his yard or hear any loud behavior. Invited us over for BBQ Sunday before last, he did. Not bad, although I seriously doubted that any filthy Messican knew a damn thing about grilling.
This is the point where I cue the Elvis Costello reset:
What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding.