Panic at Patheos: Guns! Guns on Campus!

Now that’s funny.

Gun Crazy Georgia Passes ‘One Book, One Gun Law’
Governor Andrew Canard of Georgia (R) officially “bettered” the campus carry rule for firearms for state institutions of higher learning by signing a law mandating students one gun for every book on his or her person. Students are now allowed to carry firearms on campuses in ten states. HB 280, commonly called the One Book, One Gun Law makes Georgia the most pro-gun state for campus carry. Critics of the law are calling the state Gun Crazy Georgia.

If that’s so “common,” how come it’s the first time I heard it?

Why these idiots are so panicky over firearms on campus in the hands of adults who have undergone background checks to confirm that they are not criminals, crazy, or otherwise prohibited persons beat the hell out of me. Do they think that they’ll suddenly be surrounded by weapons toters?

First, given the anti-gun, left-leaning tendencies of most US college student these days (see Berkeley), I doubt that many of them would bother to get a license and lawful weaponry. And the previous law banning weapons on campus didn’t seem to deter criminals.

Second — and the kicker — these clowns are already surrounded by people with firearms. Georgia has an estimated population of 10,214,860. Georgia also has over 700,000 people with concealed weapons licenses: 6.8% of the population. Roughly 7 in every hundred people.

Why is that only a problem on campus?

That 700,000+ is just the folks who bothered with a carry license. It doesn’t count all the folks with guns at home or at work. If you walk or drive through any neighborhood, I’ll guarantee you’re surrounded by enough guns to arm a military unit.

In rural areas, that’s enough guns to arm a large military unit. It generally isn’t a problem, other than some neighborhoods in cities.

All those guns everywhere… but it’s on campus where these sniveling snowflakes suddenly soil their undies.

And suddenly I’m in favor of a border wall

True, I’m not exactly a closed borders advocate, but if we can keep the snowflakes from reproducing…

2nd California Student vows to remove penis if Trump builds wall
In a bizarre show of solidarity with fellow University of California student Seth Greenberg, Sophomore Jakob Connulson has also pledged to remove his penis if Trump adds any additional structure to the existing US-Mexico border wall. Apparently, Greenberg and Connulson are members of a private campus group known as the “Open Borders Friends,” described by one source as being a group of radical students who don’t believe in the validity of Sovereign states.

In fact, I’ll provide some edged implements. I have three swords and a cane knife so they can do multiple removals at a time.


“I feel that the penis represents my anger about an oppressive male dominated culture, and I would be fine with not having one.”

…I’m not sure “he” really has one now.

Wait’ll they see the REAL world

Apparently low-IQ SJW types with no sense of humor — but I repeat myself — are getting butthurt over the obviously-a-funny-as-hell joke “Fisher-Price Happy Hour Playset.”


While folks of normal intelligence (and possessed of humor) are laughing our asses off at this, the snowflakes are whining to Fisher-Price, demanding they pull the nonexistent toy.

That’s hilarious in itself. But if they’re worried about that…

Lemme tell ya, in the real world, I gave a niece a for-real circular saw for Christmas once, and a two-year old got a power screwdriver for her birthday.

In case that didn’t give kids enough ideas, I’ve also presented children with The Dangerous Book for Boys and The Daring Book for Girls. Another kid got The Boy Electrician (which is… interesting enough that I included a warning myself).


We can fix it

From HuffPo (and let that be your warning to swallow your coffe before clicking), we have yet another woeful tale of Hillary Lost Disorder.

How I Ended Up In A Psych Ward On Election Night
A while before, during the final hour of November 8, I had committed myself to institutional psychiatric care. A generation or two ago they would have said I was suffering a nervous breakdown: catatonic, plagued by involuntary jerking motions (my head furiously shaking “No! ”), speech patterns disjointed, weeping uncontrollably.

No; a generation ago, we would have said you’re an overly indulged pussy, never taught by responsible parents to deal with set backs. Hell, most of the country is saying that now;. Pussy. Catatonia? Bull -effin’-shit, Benny. Catatonics don’t — can’t — commit themselves.

But we can fix this. We can save these perpetual children from life’s hard knocks.


Yep, we need to take up a collection and buy Hillary a participation trophy, and all will be well with those who never learned about losing.

Maybe you should listen, kid

Santa Claus fat shames 9-year-old boy
“It affected me so bad that I was crying until I went to bed that night. And I would to say to him, like my mama said, you don’t wanna disrespect a nine-year-old,” Anthony told news station WLOS. “Even though, what shape and size you are, it doesn’t matter.”

Yo mamma lied, and Santa was trying to help you kid.


When you’re that heavy, shape and size do matter. It affects your health and what you can do, physically. and if you prefer to stay heavy, inure yourself to people being concerned for your well-being.

And seriously… at nine years old you’re still sitting on Santa’s lap?

Play Dough, Puppies, and Safety Pins were not provided

Donald Trump’s media summit was a ‘f—ing firing squad’
“Trump didn’t say [NBC reporter] Katy Tur by name, but talked about an NBC female correspondent who got it wrong, then he referred to a horrible network correspondent who cried when Hillary lost who hosted a debate – which was Martha Raddatz who was also in the room.”

Even as a SMOD supporter, I can’t imagine why these idiots went into a meeting with the Oompa Loompa expecting a safe space. Kinda makes me wish I were going to be Prez so I could tell ’em what I think. A read of my novel Net Assets might give you a hint. It wouldn’t be pretty.