Screw Bank of America
I want every person who’s ever worked at a Bank of America to get pushed off a cliff by the person they love and trust most. I want everyone that given person has ever respected to be standing around a pre-designated landing zone for the body. As the person falls, I want trained hawks to attack them, rip off all their clothes, and crap into their mouth. As that person nakedly falls, they’ll realize the landing zone is covered in a tarp bearing a giant image of that person’s parents flipping them off while pooping on that person in their sleep. We’ll then tell all those people they respected that they were a trained pedophile for Al-Qaida, and that they had it coming. They will then walk single file past a picture of that person and roll their eyes on the way out to their cars.
Every single one of them.
I’m moving my money tomorrow.
