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Posted on 09/11/2009 6:05:50 AM PDT by Lucky9teen
Apathy A Conflict of Disinterest
All Politics is Loco
All Weapons Are Boomerangs
Ban Censors Dont Let ___ Stop___
Bread Not Bombs Flour Power - Its the Yeast We Can Do
Bread Not Bombs We Knead the Dough
Exercise the First Amendment - Use It or Lose It
Guns Dont Kill People - People Who Teach Violence Do
Got Justice - got milk parody
Got MLK - Martin Luther King Jr - got milk parody
Give Peas a Chance
Globalization IS the Problem
AMERICA LAND OF THE FREE Just better pay your fees, fines, not possess any guns & ammo, be ready to show your papers and keep your damn mouth shut
Aim for Liberty Get Informed
Or Soon You Won't Be Able To Aim At All
The Most Disturbing Thing? The Bible Told Us This Would All Come To Be... Believe It Or Not!
Justice Is No Yoke - Isaiah 58:6
Know Obama - No Obama
I'm Not PC I'm Not Metro I'm Not A Feminized Male - Deal With It!
Unless We Unite And Stand Together Against It
OBAMA - As Sincere As A Handshake From A Pimp
Love Your Enemies - It Really Messes with Their Minds
Believe In God Not Religion It's More Peaceful
Remember If They're For One-World, We're Not Included
I Act Like This 'Cause I'm Seeing It Clearer Than You
No Borders No Culture No Country - Is That Really What You Want?
Megamilitarindustrialism - Republidemotician - Mexiamericana = New Speak For The New World Order
Pacifism - A Way of Life - Man Does Not Die By Bled Alone
Profits Have Foretold Many Wars
Politician: noun - a subset of humanity addicted to power like whorish trashed-out junkies geezing a last wilted vein
Just Think...You Could Have Voted For Ron Paul And Still Had A Country
The Only Way We're Getting A Fence Is When They Finally Lock Us In
If They Keep Eating Away At The Constitution We'll Only Be Left With THE CON...
How's That Working Out For Ya?
I Would Rather Die The Quick Death Of A Patriot Than Perish Slowly As A New World Order Slave
Power Requires Consent
Peace Veteran - We are Known by Our Convictions
Resistance is Feudal
The Best Things in Life are Not Things
The FBI Bugs Me
The Pun is Mightier Than the Sword - Hit em in the Groan
War is All the Rage
DNC Pledge of Allegiance - Why Plague Leeches to the Flag Unguided Statesmen of America
War Travels By Night and Bidet
Whose Taxes Would Jesus Cut - Rich or Poor?
Will Work for Change
You Have the Right to Remain Silent But I Wouldnt Recommend It
May your remembrance today be peaceful but wary.
No bumper stickers? Maybe because there are certain people out there who would retaliate if they didn’t like what they saw. And in the future, bumper stickers might get you arrested.
Saliva/Pop Evil/Smile Empty Soul concert last night was AWESOME! Bellatrix and I we so close to the stage we got real Rockstar sweat on us! At first we were about 3 rows back, but by the end of the evening we were ON the barricade. Saliva covered Pink Floyd's "Brick in the Wall" along with all of their hits like "Ladies and Gentlemen," "Click, click, Boom!" "Hunt You Down," and "Superstar." Here are a few pics I took with my Blackberry. Sorry about the blurriness, but I was getting jostled by fellow head-bangers.
Smile Empty Soul
I had to look bombe up.
I should have gone on to say, what’s weird, is that when Bush was President, there were all sorts of political stickers on peoples cars.
And even during the election, many Obama (and Palin) stickers.
But now they are all gone. That to me, is weird.
lib bumper stickers that fit in rather well for US now:
He is NOT My President
I Love My Country But Fear My Government
Impeach For Peace.org
Dissent Is The Highest Form Of Patriotism
MY HORSE BUCKED OFF YOUR HONOR STUDENT
OY! No bumper stickers on the bleeding bus!
If I hold my ears shut and fart and no one is around to hear it... does it make a sound?
Sorry. I can't seem to feel too comical today. Too preoccupied remembering.
I have to admit, I feel a bit guilty about silliness today....
My Tea Party sign reads “Governments derive power from the consent of the governed” The other side reads “Throw the bums out”
Hubby’s reads “You didn’t write it. You didn’t read it. Don’t sign it. Malfeasance”
Ha...that pic is the one I use for my profile pic on various news websites.
I would also like to thank God for the men and women that are still fighting and for the men and women who have payed the ultimate price for the freedom that we find ourselves fighting for today, even at home from our own government. Also, God bless the Police and Firefighters, who should never be taken for granted. On 9/11 those brave souls put aside any sign of fear and saw only people that needed help. Definition of a true heroes.
There used to be a shady meat merchant in Los Angeles who went by the name “Honest Arnie”......one detractor would always say, “Yeah, Arnie’s so crooked he has to screw his socks on”....
I don't mean fall on the floor laughing ridiculous.
I mean sit, frozen, mouth open, unable to process what you are watching ridiculous.
Click here only if you dare.
I came across this fairly humorous e-mail that I felt that I would go ahead and share with the world. The original did not use the word “idiot” so if it makes you feel better, you can substitute the original no-no word in your own mind.
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don’t take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don’t know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying, “Hello.” I politely said, “This is Andrew. Could I please speak with Robin Carter?”
Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn’t believe that anyone could be so rude.
I tracked down Robin’s correct number and called her. I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number. After hanging up with her, I decided to call the ‘wrong’ number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, “You’re an idiot!” and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word ‘idiot’ next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I’d call him up and yell, “You’re an idiot!” It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic ‘idiot’ calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, “Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I’m just calling to see if you’re familiar with the Caller ID program?”
He yelled, “NO!” and slammed the phone down. I quickly called him back and said, “That’s because you’re an idiot!”
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a “For Sale” sign in his car window...
So, I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first idiot, (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW idiot, too.
I said, “Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Can you tell me where I can see it?”
“Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street . It’s a yellow house, and the car’s parked right out in front”
“What’s your name?” I asked. “My name is Don Hansen,” he said.
“When’s a good time to catch you, Don?” “I’m home every evening after five.”
“Listen, Don, can I tell you something?”
“Don, you’re an idiot.” Then I hung up, and added his number to my Speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two idiots to call. But after several months of calling them, it wasn’t as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea. I called Idiot #1.
“You’re an idiot!” (But I didn’t hang up.)
“Are you still there?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Stop calling me,” he screamed.
“Make me,” I said.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“My name is Don Hansen.”
“Yeah? Where do you live?”
“Idiot, I live at 1802 West 34th Street , a yellow house, with my black beamer parked in front.”
He said, “I’m coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.”
I said, “Yeah, like I’m really scared, idiot.”
Then I called Idiot #2.
“Hello?” he said.
“Hello, idiot,” I said.
He yelled, “If I ever find out who you are...”
“You’ll what?” I said.
“I’ll kick your rear,” he exclaimed.
I answered, “Well, idiot, here’s your chance. I’m coming over right now.”
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street , and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 34th Street. I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street.
There I saw two idiots beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.
NOW, I feel better.
Anger management at it’s very best.