I hate cats and dogs, I wish If I can kill

I hate cats and dogs, I wish If I can kill them all with a gun or better, dig a hole in the ground, fill it with woods and gasoline, start a fire, and then throw them in it, and watch them burn of course, this applies to Jews too. I hate Jews, with their stupid ugly noses and mean attitudes. Too bad Hitler died before destroying them all Viva Holocaust :) :) :) :) :)
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