Dear Mr. D'Souza,
I've been very supportive of you while you've been under attack for having an adulterous relationship with that not-man who is not your wife. Heck, it wouldn't even bother me if you did something as socialist as putting your little soldier in her mouth. When you saw her standing there in that leopard print dress, a pattern very similar to the carpet in your den, you had to have her. I understand that
But earlier today, I had a conversation with my neighbor, Mr. Garcia, that caused me to reevaluate everything I thought about you. I've known him for years. My wife, OfJoshua, has gone over to his house every night since his divorce 10 years ago to comfort him with Bible verses and the soothing tones of Barry White and Teddy Pendergrass. He probably knows her better than anyone else in the world other than me.
So when he angrily accused my wife of cheating with you, I believed him. I didn't even need to look at the photo (see below) he brought along as proof.
I hope you burn in hell, Dinesh D'Souza.
Gen JC Christian, patriot