The very next time a telephone solicitor calls me and reminds me to fasten my seat belt, eat my Wheaties, or take my vitamins, I'm going to reach through the telephone, grab him by the throat, and shove those words so far down that they stick out the other end.
I am sick and tired of nanny-state elitists who feel compelled to treat me as a wayward child before demanding that I give them my money so they can further protect me.
Be warned.
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