Guess the Mormon `mishies’ will have to bother people on social media instead of ringing doorbells.
Now they’ll be telling us `gentiles’ that Mormon magic garmies protect against Coronavirus.
Don’t laugh, I was in Army flight school in 1971 when the mishies told me Mormon garmies would protect better than our Nomex flightsuits.
Mormons have been fleeing Salt Lake City for years.
This bitch would have never been voted into office with a Mormon majority.
Yeah, I’ve been told that the garments stop bullets. I offered the guy a free trip to the rifle range to test it out, he balked.
What was funny was that I went to college in Utah after doing 6 years in the Navy (’88-’94). The returned-missionaries like to puff out their chests and talk to you like you’ve never been anywhere or done anything if you’ve never been on a mission. I took that bait a couple of times. “No, I’ve never been on a mormon mission but I was in the Navy for 6 years on an aircraft carrier. The countries I’ve been to are....” I also asked him, “Have you ever had a 4160-volt Voltage Control Cabinet explode 10 feet away from you?”
When I went to school after the Navy, they thought I was nuts because I wasn’t the slightest bit intimidated by the system. I told their director of housing, who was used to pushing around sheltered 18 year old kids, “In the Navy, quitting the job and walking away would make me subject to prison. The Navy was required by law to provide me with one meal and one hour of sleep a day. As a Navy nuke, I accepted that if I’m in a nuclear accident, my body may be too radioactive to return to my family. What makes you think I’m the slightest bit afraid of what you’ll do to me?” After that, they regarded me as crazy and just left me totally alone, which is what I wanted anyway.