Bring. It.

So...perceived insults to Mohammed sparked the terror attacks that murdered four more of our civilians yesterday, on the eleventh anniversary of the one of the biggest, most public attacks on American soil.  We need to bomb every fucking building in every fucking village in Libya to rubble too small to house a mouse.  Then, we need to do it again in Cairo, where they're attempting a repeat performance, and any other place where the fucking sand lice are rioting.

At the very least, we need to withdraw every soldier we have over there, withdraw every single dollar of foreign aid, develop our own damn resources, airdrop the fuckers at Gitmo over the Middle East without the benefit of a parachute, and tell them if they protest too loudly, they're going to end up suck-starting an Abrams.  

If they're so easily riled up, let me have a try.  I can defend myself a whole lot better than some state department apologist pussy put in place by the current bowing, ass-kissing, cock-sucking Wookie jockey infesting the White House.

Let me see...Mohammed takes it up the ass from pigs and donkeys while fellating camels to keep quiet the orgasmic moans. 

Bring.  It.  You ragheaded fundamentalist pig fornicating snotwads.  I will hand it back, 124 grains of copper-coated lead at 2,350 feet per second, multiple times. 

The next time someone tries telling me Islam is a religion of peace, I will laugh in their face, then spit at their feet.  Then, I'll scrape the sole of my shoe over their shin.  If they take offense to that, I can tell them exactly what kind of gun oil I use, and tell them I'll be pleased if they want to make something of it.