I suspect that someday these people will picket the wrong event and something unfortunate will befall them. (Unfortunate for them, perhaps less so for the rest of us)
And/or
The get to the pearly gates, and hear "Oh, it's you! Have we got a surprise for you today! Hope you brought some tanning lotion, or at least barbecue sauce. I hear the guy down there loves barbecue!"
Steve B
I also hope all evidence related to the eventual "unfortunate" event is mysteriously misplace/lost/destroyed.
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