Not only have I been consistently pro-life, but I’ve taken the – you know, I’ve not just taken the pledge, I’ve taken the bullets to go out there and fight for this and lead on those issues.
You know what hurts more than metaphorical bullets? ACTUAL FUCKING BULLETS, ASSHOLE.
The day that you are harassed, subject to bomb threats, forced to hire a bodyguard, and live in terror because of your role in the anti-abortion movement is the day you can fucking complain about “bullets”, you pathetic wanker. Until then, I’d advise you to fuck right off.
Acoustic! Kitty! 