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When a bullet hits a wall

That is astounding. I legitimately watched it about fifteen times before reblogging it.

this is so fucking satisfying to watch oh my god

Does anyone else hear it crash into the wall?
Anonymous said: No, I'm pretty sure that flag means you're racist...

I replied:



pretty sure it doesnt, dumbfuck.

the confederate flag represents the South, and the South only. It represents where we are from and what we love. 

This is the same as calling the swastika a racist symbol. Which it is not. It is a symbol of auspiciousness in Hinduism, Buddhism, and Jainism. The only thing that made the swastika a racist symbol was close minded, ignorant, hateful human beings. 

The same for the Confederate flag (KKK, NeoNazis..etc)

"The U.S. Flag flew over slavery a full 70 years before the Confederate States of America came into existence. The Confederate Flag never flew over the Ships that brought the slaves over here. To top it all off, the Confederate States of America freed her slaves in 1863; the Federal Union didn’t do it until 1868 with the passage of the 13th amendment.”

i dont care what color, gender, sexual orientation or whatever you fucking are. if you are from the South & you love where youre from, youre good with me. Keep that flag flyin!

do some homework & get your head outta your ass.

so i can put my foot in it.










take your argument to ludacris and get back to me

If Luda can rock the rebel flag then everyone who argues that it’s a racist flag can get the fuck out.

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