Someone needs a big karmic bitch-slap.
“Oh I’m sorry, we don’t serve your kind.”
“What kind is that?”
“Asshole Senators who have their heads shoved so far up their own asses they can french kiss themselves.”
…that Leonard Nimoy is no longer with us, yet Pat Robertson is still alive and continuing to blather on about “sin” is all the proof I need that there is no God.