So what is this bullshit in Colorado where it has now officially been raining for 40 days and 40 nights and the National Guard are going door to door telling folks “you need to get the hell out NOW, because I’m probably not going to be able to save your stupid ass or your stupid life if you don’t leave NOW” and these folks are choosing to stay put and take their chances.
Okay, you get to choose your death, lucky you. The problem I’m having is with the fact my HUSBAND the National Guardsman is risking his life to warn you and tomorrow he will again be risking his life to try to save you, and trust me, when your house is suddenly moving underneath your feet, you’ll probably have a change of heart and decide you’re not quite ready to die yet after all.
But, Too Late. You’re Going To Die unless My Husband The National Guardsman Saves Your Sorry Ass. He may not come home tomorrow night because he may die saving you from your own stupidity. You may get your 15 minutes of fame on the television, crying for the camera and telling the world it was “God’s will that he spared my life” but the real truth is you’re not only risking your own life but the life of My Damn Husband The Nation Guardsman and You Don’t Have The Right To Do That. You ass-wipe. Pack your meds and your photos in a Wal-Mart plastic grocery bag and get the hell out before you kill innocent people.