I love cunts

but fuck me.. fighting fascists is hard enough

without suffering surprise attacks
from pedantic over-reacting old school feminist snipers
shooting you in the arse
amidst the dire confusion of battle..

plenty of words share more than one distinct and separate meanings..

eg..

you can love my prick.. or call me a prick..

I dont care either way.

neither do,I presume, fascist scum who probably are'nt very likely
to be stopped in their tracks by a sanctimonious 'telling off'
and language lesson
from a 'sickened and horrified' word obsessive.

heaven forbid this could be the one factor to unify REDS and BNP
against a common adversary !!!