I'm Not for Bombing Buildings, but You're Frustrated

My dad prefers Jill St. John over Ann Margaret, and they're both blessed in the upper class. It's a sad day when that religion we kind of went to war with on its more extreme elements is starting to look pretty sane compared to people cutting off their junk. I'm not for bombing buildings, but I'm for people not cutting off their jokes somewhere in between those two. Most American parents don't love the children. Certainly not more than themselves.