Do you really want someone to post a good old nigger work song? I know dozens of them, but sincew my communist brain-washing will prolly put up a Black Flag video if challenged. My Mom said were related to that Perkins nut from Wild Kingdom, but now I think she was just trying to keep us kiddies entertained.
I get tired of being called a parasite because I live in a metro area. Rural conservatives are ignored in msm but overrepresented in talk radio. We need our own talk radio trophy award tv show.
I'll bet she's mixed up in that NWO plot with that evil Alex Jones character. What kind of name is Jones, anyway???? What's he trying to hide???? Using a bunch of question marks really makes a post compelling, doesn't it????????????
This fellow named Sam has been wrenching and riding Harleys for 25 years and is finally sick of fixing 'em. He quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in the mountains--as far from humanity as possible.
He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month.
Otherwise, it's total peace and quiet. After 6 months or so of almost total isolation, Sam is finishing dinner when someone knocks on his door. he opens it and there's a big, bearded dude standing there. "Name's Enoch...your neighbour from four miles over the ridge...having' a party Saturday...thought you'd like to come." "Great," Sam says, "after six months of this I'm ready to meet some local folks. Thank you." As Enoch is leaving he stops. "Gotta warn you, there's gonna be some drinking'." "Not a problem...after 25 years of Harley riding', I can do that with the best of them." Again, as he starts to leave, Enoch stops. "More 'n' likely gonna be some fighting' too." "Damn!" Sam thinks, "tough crowd...sounds like the Redwood Run."
"Well," he says, "I get along with people. I'll be there. Thanks again." Once again Enoch turns from the door. "I've seen some wild sex at these parties too." "Now that is not a problem," says Sam, "remember, I've been alone for six months. I'll definitely be there! By the way...what time should I get to the party?" Enoch stops in the door again and says, "Whenever you want...it's just gonna be the two of us."
This is is dedicated to all the busy bodies in the world.......
Mildred, the church gossip, and self-appointed monitor of the church's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business. Several members did not approve of her nasty habit, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.
She made a very big mistake one Sunday, however, when she accused Henry, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's only bar one afternoon.
She emphatically and quite loudly told Henry, and several other parisheners, that everyone seeing it there knew what he was doing, and what his problem was.
Henry, a man of few words, stood up, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away. He didn't explain, defend, or deny. He said nothing. Nothing at all.
Later that evening, Henry quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred's house, walked home and left it there all night.