Last weekend, my wife and I decided to hike to Deep Creek Hot Springs in the San Bernardino National Forest for the day—only to be greeted by your fucking Jesus-tagging. I am sure your imaginary god is really proud of you destroying the rocks by spray-painting crosses on them. It took Mother Nature millions of years to create those beautiful granite rocks, and it took you only seconds to destroy them with your spray can. It's the fucking religious extremists of the world, ones like you, who need to be nailed to a cross. Please, next time, just stick to tagging your own single-wide trailer.
