The frightening truth is the people running this country are exactly who they appear to be: damn fools who run around shaking hands and making inane statements.
The press was calling him “the new Lennon” and all that. I told him, “You got it all wrong, Kurty-boy, someone has to shoot YOU.” We had a giggle over that one.
“Son, you’re behind the wheel of a V-8 powered, fully-loaded, American built Ford Crown Victoria automobile. T’ain’t no ‘scuse for going 55. No ‘scuse at all.”
If I hear one more born-again poser trying to tell me about how cool Christian Industrial Death Metal is, I’m going to nail somebody’s living carcass to a tree.
“Sorry, folks,” Mr. Ranger informs them. “You’ll have to come back another time. That geyser won’t be gushing until further notice. The government is closed.”
Maybe we can’t get our assignments in on time, at least we can drive. Quit your bitching about how everyone isn’t like you. It would be a scary world if we were.