I normally, am not a "let 'em fry" supporter of capital punishment. Tonight however, I am going to make an exception; for at 2100hrs EST, John K. Muhammad will meet the sentence that his peers metted for him in the state of Virginia. As someone who lived through those two weeks of terror, this punishment if befitting his ugly deeds.
I remember pressure-cooker feeling that was sensed by all during those dark days. And I also remember the dark humor that we used to cope with this. Living in College Park and working in Gaithersburg Md., I had to commute twice a day right through his shooting gallery. Going back and forth through the roads of Montgomery County, I remember how all of the filling stations would be deserted. However, we all would wait for the radio report on the next shooting.
All of the sudden, the AM station would break-in with the sad news of a shooting in Virginia. Then , at once everyone would pull-into the nearest gas station and fill-up. "The crazy bassi'd got his jones-off for the day" And besides, he's way off across the river to harm us. A twenty minute hustle and bustle would ensue to get your errands done, and then back to the "pressure-cooker" hunker-in-the-bunker feeling.
May a special dark crevice in the deepest ring of Hades await for you tonight, John K. Muhammed.
Boq
I remember pressure-cooker feeling that was sensed by all during those dark days. And I also remember the dark humor that we used to cope with this. Living in College Park and working in Gaithersburg Md., I had to commute twice a day right through his shooting gallery. Going back and forth through the roads of Montgomery County, I remember how all of the filling stations would be deserted. However, we all would wait for the radio report on the next shooting.
All of the sudden, the AM station would break-in with the sad news of a shooting in Virginia. Then , at once everyone would pull-into the nearest gas station and fill-up. "The crazy bassi'd got his jones-off for the day" And besides, he's way off across the river to harm us. A twenty minute hustle and bustle would ensue to get your errands done, and then back to the "pressure-cooker" hunker-in-the-bunker feeling.
May a special dark crevice in the deepest ring of Hades await for you tonight, John K. Muhammed.
Boq
I regret that he has but one life to give for the lives he took.
Hope he had pork chops for his last meal.
Now, how about that worthless kid he twisted to his sick way of thinking who actually was the triggerman for many of the murders?
May they rot in hades.
If ever there was a poster jihadist that screams for a return of the "Squad of rifles ordered to dispatch a traitor", this is the one! And facing front, no blindfold, to see the bullets rend his flesh they way his victims saw their own violent end to this world. No doubt some pleading for their life while he pulled the trigger. Oh, and by the way, that was 14 lives he ended, just to make it PERFECTLY CLEAR!
By the way, I wipe my backside with PCTP every morning and enjoy the multi-use MSM wipes to remove the dog droppings from my front lawn. The "O" fresheners do not remove any of the stink I am sorry to report.