A3 AP CoLA Class, I ask you, do you value liberty? Liberty lives only as its constituents do. As the greek god of old Ericthonius was born from the stray, amourhus seed of Hephaestus haphazardly splattered across the thigh of Athena, so to is liberty from the unweildy and amouphous mass of ideas and knowledge which comprises the nation state in wich it takes sojourn. And I do mean sojourn. governments and empires rise and fall to the eb and flow of nothing but time itself. Surely it is men, A3 AP CoLA Class, who build to the heights and tear asunder the stones upon wich great nations are built; but they act only as the medium through wich time itself ticks away. For without a medium, there is simply space. Without men, there is nothing. Without the glorious power to both choose ones destiny and extinguish ones own life, time is but an idle observor of some pale, desolate lunar world. If the idea that vitality of lady liberty is dependant upon the vitality of the men she raises to her democratic bosom, then it stands to reason that natural selection and pruning are but her scabard. And so, my fair A3 AP CoLA Class, we may conclude that women are stinky.
Yes, A3 AP CoLA Class. Chicks are just silly. And as such, much the same way as the Irish immigrated to cities like Boston, New York and Philidelphia en masse in the early 1900’s, I believe it best to shove all women back to Ireland; exactly where they belong. In Ireland. Should such a race of people be allowed to sup the sweat of the brow from hard working, masculine men? The same men who conquored the rugged, unweildy brush of this god givven shore? The men who ascended and conquored the majestic Rocky Mountains? Should icky girls be allowed to settle in a country bestowed to men by god through sweat and hard work? I think not, A3 AP CoLA Class. I think not.
Boots. Think about the boots of justice, treading across this great land, crushing the infernal dandelions that stand only to impede the progress of our expanse. The boots which have stamped out countless rebellions and uprising. Countless instances of social unrest. Countless murderers. Are we to let these boots it idle against our greatest enemy? Broads live only as succubi on the great achievements of men. Napolean Bonapart once said ‘Women are nothing but machines for producing children’. Do you see Napolean Bonapart? Only five and a half feet tall, and yet was able to conquor the entirety of western civilization. Some of the eastern portion as well. How do you think he accomplished all of this? Search your souls, A3 AP CoLA Class, how? You’re correct. He was not a flighty broad.
'By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return'. Do you all know who said that? God said that. 'By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return'. Do you hear even the faintest inkling of the words 'woman' or 'girl' or 'chick' or 'dame' or 'broad'? I think not. I don't think you do one bit, A3 AP CoLA Class. Search gods quote long hard and you will find nothing but references to dust and sweat; no women at all. Should we allow them to live and vote? Those who are unfavoured in gods great quotation? Can we allow ourselves to slip into weakness at the hands of these flighty broads? I think not, A3 AP Cola class. I think not. I think we must stand up to their opressiveness, strap on the boots of justice and the scabard of selection and cornhole these foreign invaders back exactly where they belong. Ireland.
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