Funny thing. I live in a place where there is a target in every town and sometimes more than one. Not one of our targets has been the subject of a bomb threat. Though the one nearest to me has been the scene of 3 homicides in the last year with people killing each other in the parking lot.
All of it, black on black.
"Call Me Ishmael" -Ishmael, A character from the book "Moby Dick" 1851. "Call Me Fishmeal" -Osama Bin Laden, A character created by the CIA, and the world's Hide And Seek Champion 2001-2011. -Tommythemadartist
About three weeks ago, I decided to go to Target to see if they had Suave Shampoo that the Meijers I usually go to had run out of. As soon as I walked in the door, there was all kinds of gay/trans/lesbo shit, like jumpers for two year olds reading "trans pride". I should have just walked out, but I also needed toothpaste and didn't want to waste the entire afternoon. It was really fucking sick, but I bought shampoo, toothpaste, and a shower curtain and left peacefully without any bombing. There was an older black woman working the register I checked out on, I got the impression she wasn't thrilled with the faggot activists that were causing a ruckus near the diaper department. Not kidding, these freaks were upset about about something. I should have walked out first thing, but was intent on getting the shampoo I am used to.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs