Dejected Occupiers are Dejected
August 31st, 2012 - 1:53 pm
You want something that will make your day? How about photos of sad hippies?
“Republican National Convention protesters sobbed in each other’s arms as their weeklong series of protests came to an abrupt and unremarkable end.”
It’s almost as uplifting as the end of Easy Rider.
Sad hippies make me smile. The only thing better would be if they were sad because I’d slapped them.
So say we all…
I’m a hippie. These people are not hippies. Law suit.
Hey give these guys a break will ya? It’s hard (especially after the amount of sunshine the media pumped up their asses) to come to the cold, unyielding realization that you are totally irrelevant. It’s like a 4 year old being told there is no Santa Claus. A rough moment indeed.
Can we hear the lamentations of their women?
Trust me, you don’t want to hear that. The lamentations happen at a screechy 120dB.
“Can we hear the lamentations of their women?”
You can see them in the video that Bryan Preston shot on the last day of the convention. Warning: it’s not pretty watching a woman struggle to count on her fingers to two.
I think they’re just upset because they were upstaged by giant vaginas.
CHEER UP HIPPIES!
You’re all on your way to the DNC convention, where you’ll be loved and cherished. They will feed you, and have reserved several blocks of hotel rooms reserved and paid for you all at the Hilton and Marriot, so don’t worry about food, shelter or clothing changes.
There will also be outdoor toilet facilities provided by Charlotte Police Department.
Have fun raping each other, and remember, only losers talk to the police.