John Ashcroft
Why: Bigot comes to mind when I think of him. So does my grandma's composte pile. Coincidence? I think not Kiddies. Eliminate the enemy of freespeech
How:Anyone ever play the game H.O.L. ? Stands for Human Occupied Landfill. It's a roleplaying game where they have tons of weird contraptions. Take for example the Kitty Kitty Bang Bang. Imagine dynamite strapped to a cat, now imagine that that cat is John Ashcroft. Send him into a group of sheep (read: conformist republicans) and watch the fireworks. If he is still alive (you know those republicans are tough little buggers) then we shall paint him up as a turkey and give him to the NRA.
This frag is only a venting area for the violent paradoxical sentiments that we all have. Don't lambast my contradictions, I acknowledge that they exist. In short, if you don't like it, don't read it, and don't complain to me about it. Besides, I'm not a violent person. Honestly.
