One of your parents has a heart attack-they’re lying on the kitchen floor, life rapidly fading from their body and you frantically rush to call 911. The call goes through and is answered by a ‘tard. The ‘tard has the attention span of a dead kitten. Can’t get him to bat at a string, can’t get him to do much of everything. But due to “mainstreaming” and some flawed idea that the windowlicker sub-class is equal to normal people, he keeps that 911 dispatch job. What do you think the odds are that Mr/Mrs ‘loid is gonna get the ambulance to you on time if they can even comprehend that you in fact need help?

Or, if you have the luck of getting a non-’tard on the phone and they send an ambulance driven by a couple ‘tards. If the ‘tards can safely and successfully negotiate the streets without ramming their ambulance into the nearest stationary object (or ramming it through the front of a house, possibly *your* house) or running down several normal people on their drive, what do you think the odds of your parents survival will be at the hands of these ‘tards? The drool will short out the defibulators, the gurneys will slip and slide in the pools of the same drool, and that’s if the ‘tards comprehend what their job is and how to do it once they get to your house. The drive back would be equally as perilous as the drive there.

Now picture an ER staff filled with Retards. Drool over all the equipment, shit smeared on all the floors, and hardly a sterile environment…

Nope, Retards aren’t nearly the same as us when it comes to capabilities; that’s why you’ll never see a Windowlicker who is; a cop, a surgeon, an EMT, a 911 dispatcher or a taxicab driver.

Face it… ‘tards are dangerous and should be treated as such.

In other words, it’s the worst of the worst. It’s hell on earth. Why do I do it, money, plain and simple.

I fucking hate them, they’re the most selfish, filthy, perverted animals that walk the earth. What’s worst is that their parents are just as bad… this is what happens when you let tards breed tards.

Their day consists of eating, shitting, eating shit, masturbating, nose picking, eating more shit, sleeping, masturbating, smearing shit, and eating. Any disruption to this, or anytime, they attack you with their shitty hands, bite, kick, scratch, spit, throw shit, punch, scream. Yet these cunts have more freedom than we do.

Seriously, crickets have more intelligence than these turds. You can’t even train them, yet they know how to be absolute bastards when your made to take them to the shops.

What’s worst is their parents. They breed these fucks, and dump em in the system, then expect you to lick their arses. These things expect everything for these asshats. Stuff that they wouldn’t even dream of doing with their spawn, and you have to do it. You know, like taking to a chocolate factory, where you have to try and take em home, while they’re having the biggest tantrum, because they were trying to shit and piss in the vat of chocolate.

The parents of these things are the ones responsible for em, and no they’re not cute and lovely. Their ugly and vile. I’m the one looking after their cute angels when they turn into oversized, attacking potatoes. All I can say, is that you pushed out dog shit, and now the world has to deal with em.

But I sure as hell hate autistic kids.

And why? Well my little jackasses, I’ll inform you ignorant dicks as to why.
Once, I met this autistic cunt at school. I tried to be nice to him, but then he soon goty sexually obessed with me, woul dalways look at my chest, say awful sexual shit about me to the point where it was complete sexuall harasment.
GOD!
And to this day I still throw up and shit about it!
He treats women like objects and spends his time looking at porn, no one even likes him becauise all he ever talks about is video games and never shuts up about the stupid youtube poop!
And I’m a fucking victim to this shit yet you say i’m the wrong one here?
No, i’m not. I’ve been traumatized for life, I cannot watch any shows w/ sexual content, watch any shows that we coincedentally watch, write comedy, and bearly even live without thinking about the crap that he did to me, WHICH I TOLD THE SCHOOL ADMINISTRATION and HIS FUCKING MOTHER DIDN”T BELIVE SHIT.

You asshole bastards can’t keep getting away with shit just because of your damn disablitiles. And I hate it! He could have fiucking killed me or raped me and gotten off with it.
And you might say it’s my fault for even approaching him, BUT I DIDN’T know he had autism!
And so I close with vomit stained to my shirt from typing this and the hatred slowly dying down.

Peace, cunts.

When you have something worthwhile to say, sweetie, I’ll approve your comments. Until then, choke on a cock you utterly ridiculous vaginal infestation of a person.

Why was my post not accepted?

Thanks
Linda