Sleep With the Pigs Terrorist Scum

It is not with sadness I hear the news about the attacks on London, but anger. The perpetrators of attacks upon unarmed civilians are just cowardly pigs. They are just angry little impotent boys, filled with rage because they do not have the gumption to fight fair. They are just goat fuckers, their little dicks so embarrassing they can only take out their rage on the helpless. I bet they kick dogs, and beat up little girls to try and prove how tough they are, but convince no one, not even their own pathetic little minds.

I stayed in a hotel on Great Russell Square in my last visit to London. It is very near the British Museum, a wonderful place if you are a lover of history.

I hope we see the attitude from the British as demonstrated by their ancestors and fathers, not the run-and-cower response given by the Spanish. These Islamofascist are lower than whale shit, not fit to lick the slime from a slug's ass. They need to be hunted down and shot like the rabid dogs they are, sniping and snarling and snapping and biting at anything that comes near, running in fear through the long days. After they are killed, we should bury them in a shallow hole filled with pig blood.

As Churchill said of the Nazis, we should adopt for the terrorists in our midsts:

We shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in GodÂ’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.