Spineless Eunuchs

I saw the coolest thing Thursday night. I was driving home from my apartment in Columbia, which I was cleaning out. I passed a group of spineless eunuchs… I mean, protesters, doing a FOURTH OF JULY protest, of all things. They were holding signs like “Oil is War” and “Honk for Peace.” They managed to turn out all of a dozen people, and NOBODY was honking for them.
They flipped a peace sign to me. I flipped half of it back.