They say you should never speak ill of the dead, but then again a sorry sack of shit like James C. Dobson has died. I’m sure the C stood for Cunt, Cocksucker, Crabby-Ass and Crusty-Ass.
Ok, it was Clayton, but who cares because he’s dead now.
Yes, he’s dead! The man who said parents should beat the hell out of their kids to get to be obedient has died. It took 89 years for him to croak but hey, Henry Kissinger died too. I mean, both of these psychopaths obtained doctorates so you should always use that as a sign of motivation. If Kissinger, Dobson and Bill Cosby can obtain doctorates, then anyone can.
I’m just glad Dobson had to spend the last 10 years of his life knowing two men can get married. It’s also the same day my brother and his husband got married, so I’m reminded of that line Blake Edwards wrote in Skin Deep is right “God is real and He’s a gag writer.”
After the 6-year-olds at Sandy Hook were killed by a double-tap gunshot, Dobson said they died because the schools don’t mention God too much. Imagine less than two weeks before Christmas, some asshole says you have to plan funeral arrangements because your child wasn’t issued a Bible?
Well, I don’t want to say anymore because this asshole doesn’t deserve it.
What do you think? Please comment.
Zane Says 