Huh? TRAGEDY?
You mean some guy was FORCED to be in a bull ring? Thousands of people accidentally saw him get gored?
Not THAT kind of a tragedy?
Let's click the link and see the bigger picture. SO?
WHAT Tragedy?
Tragedy is when a lady minding her own business gets knocked over by a drunken driver.
She is on the sidewalk. HE careens out of nowhere, jumps the curbs, and flattens her.
THAT is a tragedy, and it happened the other day. It didn't get a big headline like THIS.
So what do we have here? NO tragedy.
A bloodthirsty mob of retarded spics and slimy Nazi tourists thought they'd have a good time watching a greasy faggot in pantyhose torment a side of beef.
Listen, if I want to see a steak being poked and prodded I'll watch the action at the Early Bird Special at Denny's.
The only TRAGEDY I can see here, is that a bull, who would rather be off fucking a cow, was brought into an arena and pestered by a picador, toreador and finally a matador...guys with less brains than you'd find in a cuspidor.
It's not a tragedy that some idiot dies after a life involved in being around bullshit. His death wasn't tragedy, just stupidity. Stay the fuck out of a bull ring and you're all right.
The odds are still with the matador.
How often does the bull survive? Usually never. The bull's reward for a good fight is a clean kill; a sword slammed into its neck.Next, carve off the ears and the tail to impress some garlic-breathing urine-faced tramp.
What else is a TRAGEDY? If some hunter's gigantic semi-automatic rifle jams, and a bear kills him?
Tragedy? If the fag's pantyhose fell down and a horn slammed up his ass, that photo would've been COMEDY!
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