I’m no feminist, or whatever you call those whiney bitches that are always complaining about their rights. Yak yak. Who cares? But it completely pisses me off when I see some Muslim douchebag sporting cargo pants and a wife-beater while his wife walks six steps behind him in the blistering heat while carrying the actual kiddie cargo like a freakin’ pack mule.

The Koran is okay with you sporting American-made sneakers and infidel-inspired sunglasses, but wife number four has to trudge through life like a sandal-sporting Darth Vadar. I don’t know God, but I’d bet my right nut He thinks you’re an asshole.