Holding down the fort...
In this miserable, brain-grinding, logic-challenged, libby-leftist, do-goody, touchy-feely, we-know-better, surrender-your-paycheck, submit-to-gubmint-re-educated, academically-elitist, IMMENSELY AGGRAVATING,
AGRRESSIVELY SOCIALISTIC,
ANTI-AMERICAN, BLISS-NINNY THIRD-WORLD QUAGMIRE...
...known far and wide as the People's Republik of Korny Kaliforny!!!...(Won't you come by and pay us a few extra taxes? Mr. Davis explained that we're gonna a bit short this year.) :banghead:
:banghead:
:banghead:
...for thirty-five consecutive years with no breaks with-
OUT managing to go completely and utterly mad.
Hey! Right on the face of it, that's probably an achievement.
Wish I had a family, though. I was really looking forward to torturing the daughter's boyfriends, and then teaching 'em how to shoot straight, speak the truth, and take responsibility for themselves. Makin' teenagers squirm is one of my favorite things. Get 'em thinkin' 'bout heavy issues, 'n back 'em into a corner and breath on their glasses.
Sighh...
Even the best-laid plans don't have guarantees. Such is the shape of the future, it seems.
Leastways I still can look in the
mirror. 'Tsa-nice saving grace. Makes getting up in the morning worthwhile.
Oh and please pay no attention to the explosion. This place feels like family, so I would hope you might forgive me for rupturing the odd spleen now and again.
Stupid state.