MAGA Snowflakes Go Ape Shit at Cracker Barrel

Read: MAGA’s Cracker-Barrel Meltdown
Why let things go quietly when you can make them die violently?
Imagine struggling in the modern world as such a pathetic little snowflake that you get all weepy-eyed and overly-sensitive over a company logo and sign.
Seriously?
It’s a logo, people!
Hey, you MAGA hillbillies, try this: Calm the fuck down. Nobody’s going to yank away your basket of buttermilk biscuits and giant platter of pork sausages. Deep breaths, okay? There are still plenty of dusty American flags and old-timey shotguns hanging all over the walls in every Cracker Barrel restaurant. Rocking chairs are there in the front porch waiting area. Sit down, shut up, and slurp on a pecan roll.
You can still feel safe, little snowflakes.
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