To Pee, or Not to Pee: Liberal Spots Ann Coulter at Restaurant, Text Messages Friends for Advice

Ever wonder what happens when a member of the tolerant and peaceful left spots Ann Coulter at a restaurant? Me neither, until I saw this on the photo file sharing site Flickr.com:

Motherf*#&%#g Ann Coulter…

…and her fake-ass robot upper east side friends

text message transactions that followed (yes, be one with your phone’s group-SMS function):

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me: OMG ann coulter is at this restaurant

C: Moon her!

A: Got any arsenic?

J: Throw a pie at her!

D: Is it making you sick? [yes, it did, thanks for asking]

M: Pee on her

O: Within spitting distance?

T: Dare u to make a scene

B: can you stick a fork in her eye?

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how can this machete-wielding right-wing telebimbo show her face in this town????

Dude, I’m not sure the restaurant management would appreciate your text messaging your urine fetish friends while you’re supposed to be clearing that table.