Ahhh.
The Phelps family.
If Kansas ever had something to be outrageously embarassed of, it's these curs. I had numerous govt. customers in Topeka which had me near the capital during more than a few sit-ins and protests by a number of people, but I never had the misfortune of running into any of the Phelps nutjobs picketing anything. Surprising, since their church is only a couple of miles from the capital. It seems like the local radio talk shows would bark about them every other month or so...
If I die before Brother Fred ("Brother" used in the most loose of terms here), I would like to pay a quick visit to the Gates of Hell a few minutes before he passes on...
...just so I can catch the look on his face when he realizes where him and the rest of his putrid, diseased progeny and followers evangelized themselves to.
If I believed in reincarnation, I would wish them to be reborn as puckered a**holes on child molesters spending their first night in the slammer...
I honestly could get poetic with the horrors that they deserve to be visited upon them, but what amazes me to this day is how they have completely avoided being shot or knifed by someone.
