[The Sons of Liberty]

Two, who may not be gang members out of how many makes the rest of the them good guys? Come on. Have you ever heard the saying "one bad apple"? And no, I don't believe every reporter, most reporters are morons to begin with, and others have an ax to grind, so of course you have to take anything they say with a grain of salt.

If you want to continue to delude yourself that the NBA doesn't have a high percentage of thugs, then fine. That kind of hero worship is why Hillary is still even in the conversation.

[Osage Orange]

I'm not deluded..sister!! Ha!!!

Fact is...I quit watching Pro-B-ball a long, long time ago, along with Pro-Football...Could care less.

So....hahaha..there's no "hero worshiping" going on here...Lol...

You made me laugh...so I like that.

Here...maybe I make you laugh...

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The finals of the National Poetry Contest last year came down to two finalists.

One was a San Francisco State University graduate from an upper-crust family; well-bred, well-connected and all that goes with it.

The other finalist was a redneck from Texas A & M. Go figure.

The rules of the contest required each finalist to compose a four-line poem in one minute or less, and the poem had to contain the word “Timbuktu.”

The San Francisco State graduate went first. About thirty seconds after the clock started he jumped up and recited the following poem:

“'Slowly across the desert sand Trekked the dusty caravan. Men on camels, two by two Destination -- Timbuktu.”

The audience went wild! How, they wondered if the redneck could top that?! The clock started again and the redneck sat in silent thought. Finally, in the last few seconds, he jumped and recited:

“Tim and me, a-huntin' we went. Met three whores in a pop-up tent. They was three, we was two, So I bucked one and Timbuktu”