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You the guy that likes frog snacks?

It has been medically proven that the leftist, democrats, liberals, communist, socialist, islamites, lesbians, gays, transgenderism, and globalist have a chemical imbalance which correlates with greater activity in the anterior cingulate cortex, poor and uncontrollable emotion regulation which features a hyperactive anterior cingulate cortex. This can be treated with medicines available today. After treatment they can live a normal productive conservative life.

He's practicing his Boutros Boutros Ghali impression. I heard it's f*cking hilarious.

It's coming along.....not quite there yet.

How's the Kofi Annan coming? That dude just cracks me up.

You should go as Nelson Mandela for Halloween Jim.
Our Gov. did one time back in his college days.

Blackie could go as Winnie.

What a blame everyone else cry baby! Grow a pair,junior and wake up. Evil is what happened and it is mostly made up by those of your age. We all have to own where we are.

I am probably more of an Idi Amin body type.

In the small town I grew up in the early to mid 60's was good times for us kids. We were just talking about this. 8 and 9 years old shooting our .22 single shots, building three story tree forts out of scavanged lumber and chopped trees from the new house builds nearby, Playboys and camping out for days at a time. Hunting squirrels and pheasant and rabbits.

By 10, I was washing dishes and flirting with the waitresses at the family restuarant after school and weekends that put 50 cents an hour in the pocket for more .22's and movie money. The old cooks fed me well with the best food I ever ate. By 12, Grandad stole me from the restuarant to unpack incoming shipments of new furniture for his store and ride along on the delivery trucks for a big boost to 1.00 an hour. He taught me to golf, swim long distance and ice skate. He bought me that old single shot that I have to this day. At 12, it was also hunting camp with Dad and his buds to hunt bear, turkey and deer and allowed to take a whole week off of school to do so. Exposure to the WW2 guys and what it was to be respected in the man's world. Blackjack, Go Go bars, hunt all day and do it again. Big game between ND and Michigan played to a 10 - 10 tie. By 16 my Dad had bought the furniture store after Grandad passed and I learned to install carpet, setting me on my way to independance.

All my friends had similar stories and most had cars or trucks of our own, mainly junkers. Drag racing and muscle cars as we earned more. Hunting and trips to camp out and hunt. Girls became the focus and then the parties.

I remember a bunch of us sitting in a bar over in Ohio with only one of us old enough to drive. It was 18 years old to drink 3.2 beer then in Ohio and I was 15. By 10th grade some of the older guys were getting drafted and off to Nam. Some didn't come back. That was the end of the simple days for me and I still remember the laughs and expressions of those guys gone. Shooting at Kent State divided us between those who protested and those who felt duty to country. To us country boys, it was a rude awakening to the big cruel world.

Life has been a wild ride for me and I consider myself to be one lucky human to have lived it here in the USA. Days have run out for all the old guys and now it is me that is old. They taught me the rules of life. They lead the way. They made the path that proved right. The fun seems to be sucked out of life now by what is happening in our country. Up is down, wrong is right, and speech is stifled. There is no justice.Freedom has been greatly reduced. More laws, more lawsuits, more of some [bleep] telling you what you can't do. It is just too scary to take a risk for many. Too many damn people with no morales, no respect and no appreciation for just how lucky they are to be here in the USA. Time to kick some asses and raise some hell.

You could pull off one hell of a Robert Mugabe. Seriously.