Every Sunday, a little old lady placed $1,000 in the collection plate. This went on for weeks until the pastor, overcome by curiosity, approached her.
"Ma'am, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate," he stated.
"Why yes," she replied, "every week my son sends me money and what I don't need, I give to the church."
The pastor replied. "That's wonderful, how much does he send you?" The old lady said. "Oh, $20,000 a week."
The pastor was amazed... "Your son is very successful, what does he do for a living?"
"He is a veterinarian," she answered.
"That is a very honorable profession," the pastor says. "Where does he practice?"
The old lady says proudly...."Well, he has two cat houses in Las Vegas, and one in Reno.
Yes doctor, I am sick. Sick of those who are spineless. Sick of those who feel self-entitled. Sick of those who are hypocrites. Yes doctor, an army is forming. Yes doctor, there will be a war. Yes doctor, there will be blood.....