Saturday, September 08, 2007

I'm with Fred..... and "Don't Shoot, We're Republicans"....

Fred08 Well Sir...I'd just like to say a wurd or two regardin Mr. Fred Thompson...
As most of regular readers know, in general I tend to stay clear of political issues on my blog. God only knows there are more than enuff blogs out there for ya t'get yur news on current events and issues as well as all the political spin and info, thats why most of the time my posts are humorous, or at least try to be. But, I feel so strongly regarding the 08 election, and the candidates, both Republican and Democrat which have chosen to run, that I am going to do my level best to try and get this man elected.

First off...I've NEVER donated or participated in any political campaign in my life...that is till now. I'm a staunch Republican, no secret there, but all the present candidates have views that I either don't agree with...or are RINO's. Everything Fred Thompson says I wholeheartedly agree with and stand by....

I've had a few requests from various folks askin just how they can donate to Fred's campaign, so I put a donation widget into my sidebar right under Fred's campaign photygraff. If'n ya feel like I do, and that is that our country needs a good strong leader right now who will affirmatively address the border chaos, illegal immigration, efforts on the part of some to take away our 2nd Amendment rights, and pro-choice people who don't mind when defenseless babies are killed in the womb....then Fred is your man.

If'n ya need to know the man better, good fer you for doing your "due diligence" regarding the candidate. All your questions can be answered by going over the

...and while your there, take a few minutes and watch his very informative video.....

I truly feel this man should be our next President, and I'm sure that after you make yourselves familiar with his experience, values, goals...and the man himself.....y'all will agree with me......

Don't Shoot -- We're Republicans! (I researched this and it is a True Story))

Kit Bonner, Naval Historian

From November 1943, until her demise in June 1945, the American destroyer 'William Porter' was often hailed - whenever she entered port or joined other Naval ships - with the greetings: 'Don't shoot, we're Republicans!' For a half a century, the US Navy kept a lid on the details of the incident that prompted this salutation. A Miami news reporter made the first public disclosure in 1958 after he stumbled upon the truth while covering a reunion of the destroyer's crew. The Pentagon reluctantly and tersely confirmed his story, but only a smattering of newspapers took notice.

In 1943, the Willie D as the Porter was nicknamed, accidentally fired a live torpedo at the battleship Iowa during a practice exercise. As if this weren't bad enough, the Iowa was carrying President Franklin D. Roosevelt at the time, along with Secretary of State, Cordell Hull, and all of the country's W.W.II military brass. They were headed for the Big Three Conference in Tehran, where Roosevelt was to meet Stalin and Churchill. Had the Porter's torpedo struck the Iowa at the aiming point, the last 60 years of world history might have been quite different.

The USS William D Porter (DD-579) was one of hundreds of assembly line destroyers built during the war. They mounted several heavy and light guns, but their main armament consisted of 10 fast-running and accurate torpedoes that carried 500-pound warheads. This destroyer was placed in commission on July 1943 under the command of Wilfred Walker, a man on the Navy's fast career track. In the months before she was detailed to accompany the Iowa across the Atlantic in November 1943, the Porter and her crew learned their trade, experiencing the normal problems that always beset a new ship and a novice crew. The mishaps grew more serious when she became an escort for the pride of the fleet, the big new battleship Iowa.

The night before they left Norfolk, bound for North Africa, the Porter accidentally damaged a nearby sister ship when she backed down along the other ship's side and her anchor tore down her railings, life rafts, ship's boat and various other formerly valuable pieces of equipment. The Willie D merely had a scraped anchor, but her career of mayhem and mishaps had begun.

Just twenty four hours later, the four-ship convoy consisting of Iowa and her secret passengers and two other destroyers was under strict instructions to maintain complete radio silence. As they were going through a known U-boat feeding ground, speed and silence were the best defense. Suddenly, a tremendous explosion rocked the convoy. All of the ships commenced anti-submarine maneuvers. This continued until the Porter sheepishly admitted that one of her depth charges had fallen off her stern and exploded. The 'safety' had not been set as instructed. Captain Walker was watching his fast track career become side-tracked. Shortly thereafter, a freak wave inundated the ship, stripping away everything that wasn't lashed down. A man was washed overboard and never found. Next, the fire room lost power in one of its boilers. The Captain, by this point, was making reports almost hourly to the Iowa on the Willie D's difficulties. It would have been merciful if the force commander had detached the hard luck ship and sent her back to Norfolk. But, no, she sailed on.

The morning of 14 November 1943 dawned with a moderate sea and pleasant weather. The Iowa and her escorts were just east of Bermuda, and the president and his guests wanted to see how the big ship could defend herself against an air attack. So, Iowa launched a number of weather balloons to use as anti-aircraft targets. It was exciting to see more than 100 guns shooting at the balloons, and the President was proud of his Navy. Just as proud was Admiral Ernest J King, the Chief of Naval Operations; large in size and by demeanor, a true monarch of the sea. Disagreeing with him meant the end of a naval career. Up to this time, no one knew what firing a torpedo at him would mean. Over on the Willie D, Captain Walker watched the fireworks display with admiration and envy. Thinking about career redemption and breaking the hard luck spell, the Captain sent his impatient crew to battle stations. They began to shoot down the balloons the Iowa had missed as they drifted into the Porter's vicinity.

Down on the torpedo mounts, the crew watched, waiting to take some practice shots of their own on the big battleship, which, even though 6,000 yards away, seemed to blot out the horizon. Lawton Dawson and Tony Fazio were among those responsible for the torpedoes. Part of their job involved ensuring that the primers were installed during actual combat and removed during practice. Once a primer was installed, on a command to fire, it would explode shooting the torpedo out of its tube.

Dawson, on this particular morning, unfortunately had forgotten to remove the primer from torpedo tube #3. Up on the bridge, a new torpedo officer, unaware of the danger, ordered a simulated firing. "Fire 1, Fire 2," and finally, "Fire 3." There was no fire 4 as the sequence was interrupted by an unmistakable whooooooshhhhing sound made by a successfully launched and armed torpedo. Lt H. Steward Lewis, who witnessed the entire event, later described the next few minutes as what hell would look like if it ever broke loose.

Just after he saw the torpedo hit water on its way to the Iowa and some of the most prominent figures in world history, Lewis innocently asked the Captain, 'Did you give permission to fire a torpedo?' Captain Walker's reply will not ring down through naval history... although words to the effect of Farragut's immortal 'Damn the torpedoes' figured centrally within. Initially there was some reluctance to admit what had happened, or even to warn the Iowa. As the awful reality sunk in, people began racing around, shouting conflicting instructions and attempting to warn the flagship of imminent danger. First, there was a flashing light warning about the torpedo which unfortunately indicated it was headed in another direction. Next, the Porter signaled that it was going reverse at full speed! Finally, they decided to break the strictly enforced radio silence. The radio operator on the destroyer transmitted "'Lion (code for the Iowa), Lion, come right." The Iowa operator, more concerned about radio procedure, requested that the offending station identify itself first. Finally, the message was received and the Iowa began turning to avoid the speeding torpedo.

Meanwhile, on the Iowa's bridge, word of the torpedo firing had reached FDR, who asked that his wheelchair be moved to the railing so he could see better what was coming his way. His loyal Secret Service guard immediately drew his pistol as if he was going to shoot the torpedo. As the Iowa began evasive maneuvers, all of her guns were trained on the William D Porter. There was now some thought that the Porter was part of an assassination plot. Within moments of the warning, there was a tremendous explosion just behind the battleship. The torpedo had been detonated by the wash kicked up by the battleship's increased speed.

The crisis was over and so was Captain Walker's career. His final utterance to the Iowa, in response to a question about the origin of the torpedo, was a weak, "We did it." Shortly thereafter, the brand new destroyer, her Captain and the entire crew were placed under arrest and sent to Bermuda for trial. It was the first time that a complete ship's company had been arrested in the history of the US Navy. The ship was surrounded by Marines when it docked in Bermuda, and held there several days as the closed session inquiry attempted to determine what had happened. Torpedoman Dawson eventually confessed to having inadvertently left the primer in the torpedo tube, which caused the launching. Dawson had thrown the used primer over the side to conceal his mistake.

The whole incident was chalked up to an unfortunate set of circumstances and placed under a cloak of secrecy. Someone had to be punished. Captain Walker and several other Porter officers and sailors eventually found themselves in obscure shore assignments. Dawson was sentenced to 14 years hard labor. President Roosevelt intervened; however, asking that no punishment be meted out for what was clearly an accident. The destroyer was banished to the upper Aleutians. It was probably thought this was as safe a place as any for the ship and anyone who came near her. She remained in the frozen north for almost a year, until late 1944, when she was re-assigned to the Western Pacific.

Before leaving the Aleutians, she accidentally left her calling card in the form of a five-inch shell fired into the front yard of the American base commandant, thus rearranging his flower garden. In December, 1944, she joined the Philippine invasion forces and acquitted herself quite well. She distinguished herself by shooting down a number of attacking Japanese aircraft. Regrettably, after the war, it was reported that she also shot down three American planes. This was a common event on ships, as many gunners, fearful of kamikazes, had nervous trigger fingers.

In April, 1945, the destroyer was assigned to support the invasion of Okinawa. By this time, the greeting "Don't Shoot, We're Republicans" was commonplace and the crew of the Willie D had become used to the ribbing. But the crew of her sister ship, the USS Luce, was not so polite in its salutations after the Porter accidentally riddled her side and superstructure with gunfire.

On 10 June, 1945, the Porter's hard luck finally ran out. She was sunk by a plane which had (unintentionally) attacked underwater. A Japanese bomber made almost entirely of wood and canvas slipped through the Navy's defense. Having little in the way of metal surfaces, the plane didn't register on radar. A fully loaded kamikaze, it was headed for a ship near the Porter, but just at the last moment veered away and crashed along side the unlucky destroyer. There was a sigh of relief as the plane sunk out of sight, but then it blew up underneath the Porter, opening her hull in the worst possible location.

Three hours later, after the last man was off board, the Captain jumped to the safety of a rescue vessel and the ship that almost changed world history slipped astern into 2,400 feet of water. Not a single soul was lost in the sinking. After everything else that happened, it was almost as if the ship decided to let her crew off at the end.

....this story was sent to by my good buddy "Fish" frum down Kentucky way.....thanks mate....

Friday, September 07, 2007


A tale for our times

Early Monday morning, the Seven Dwarfs left for work in the diamond mine. Snow White remained behind and busied herself with housework, then put together a delicious lunch for the little fellows. She headed out for the mine carrying a huge basket of lunch goodies.

Upon arrival, she saw a huge cloud of dust coming from the mouth of the mine, evidence of a tremendous cave in.

Fearing the worst, she set down her basket and leaned over the open pit and began calling desperately "Is anyone alive down there? Hello, can anyone hear me"?

After several frustrating minutes, she was about to give in to despair and head home when she heard a faint voice calling from the depths "Vote for Hillary. Vote for Hillary".

Snow White jumped up in glee and said for all to hear "Thank God, Dopey is still alive".

Jenny's husband, Charley, was a male chauvinist. Even though they both worked full-time, he never helped around the house. Housework was woman's work!

But one evening Jenny arrived home from work to find the children bathed, one load of clothes in the washer and another in the dryer, dinner on the stove, and the table set. She was astonished -something's up.

It turns out that Charley had read an article that said wives who
worked full-time and had to do their own housework were too tired to have sex.

The night went well and the next day she told her office friends all about it. "We had a great dinner. Charley even cleaned up. He helped the kids do their homework, folded all the laundry and put everything away. I really enjoyed the evening."

"But what about afterward?" asked her friends.

"Oh, that was perfect too. Charley was too tired!"

God is good!!!



A cannibal was walking through the jungle and came upon a cafe operated by a fellow cannibal. Feeling somewhat hungry, he sat down and looked over the menu...

+ Broiled Missionary: $10.00
+ Fried Explorer: $15.00
+ Grilled Republican: $20.00
+ Baked Democrat: $100.00

The cannibal called the waiter over and asked, 'Why such a price difference for the Democrat?'

The cook replied, "Have you ever tried to clean one? They're so full of shit, it takes all morning."

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Ya gotta love a Redneck......

Well Sir....this here test was too good NOT to steal frum my buddy the Chief over at Smoldering Embers......


Students were assigned to read two books, "Titanic" and "My Life" by Bill Clinton, and to compare and contrast them in a book report.
One smart-assed student turned in the following, with the proposition that they were nearly identical stories!

His cool professor gave him an A+ for this report.

Titanic: - $29.99
Clinton: - $29.99

Titanic: - Over 3 hours to read
Clinton: - Over 3 hours to read

Titanic: - The story of Jack and Rose, their forbidden love, and
subsequent catastrophe.
Clinton: - The story of Bill and Monica, their forbidden love , and
subsequent catastrophe.

Titanic: - Jack is a starving artist.
Clinton: - Bill is a bullshit artist.

Titanic: - In one scene, Jack enjoys a good cigar.
Clinton: - Ditto for Bill.

Titanic: - During the ordeal, Rose's dress gets ruined.
Clinton: - Ditto for Monica.

Titanic: - Jack teaches Rose to spit.
Clinton: - Let's not go there.

Titanic: - Rose gets to keep her jewelry.
Clinton: - Monica's forced to return her gifts.

Titanic: - Rose remembers Jack for the rest of her life.
Clinton: - Clinton doesn't remember Jack.

Titanic: - Rose goes down on a vessel full of seamen.
Clinton: - Monica...ahh, let's not go there, either.

Titanic: - Jack surrenders to an icy death.
Clinton: - Bill goes home to Hillary - basically the same thing


Well Sir...just in case ya ain't seen the News lately...last night on Leno, Fred made it official...he's runnin fer President of the United States and I couldn't be happier....

In fact....I'm happier than a Sexaholic in a whorehouse with someone elses credit card...

....and fer anyone out there wanting to become part of Fred's campaign, or donate...Go to

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Some PotPourri....

Little Bruce and Jenny are only 10 years old, but they just know that they are in love.

One day they decide that they want to get married, so Bruce goes to Jenny's father to ask him for her hand.Bruce bravely walks up to him and says, "Mr. Smith, me and Jenny are in love, and I want to ask you for her hand in marriage."

Thinking that this was just the cutest thing, Mr. Smith replies, "Well Bruce, you are only 10. Where will you two live?"

Without even taking a moment to think about it, Bruce replies, "In Jenny's room. It's bigger than mine, and we can both fit there nicely."

Still thinking this is just adorable, Mr. Smith says with a huge grin, "Okay then how will you live? You're not old enough to get a job. You'll need to support Jenny."Again, Bruce instantly replies, "Our allowance. Jenny makes 5 bucks a week, and I make 10 bucks a week. That's about 60 bucks a month and that should do us just fine."

By this time, Mr. Smith is a little shocked that Bruce has put so much thought into this. He thinks for a moment trying to come up with something that Bruce won't have an answer to.

After a second, Mr. Smith says, "Well Bruce, it seems like you have got everything all figured out. I just have one more question for you. What will you do if the two of you should have little ones of your own?"

Bruce just shrugs his shoulders and says, "Well, we've been lucky so far."

Mr. Smith no longer thinks the little shit is so adorable



A LOT of truth in the following.


Those who hammer their guns into plows, will plow for those who do not.
This is why Ted Kennedy, Nancy Pelosi& and Hillary Clinton want gun control so badly!

An armed man is a citizen.
An unarmed man is a subject.

A gun in the hand is better than a cop on the phone.

Colt,the original point and click interface.
Gun control is not about guns; it's about control.

If guns are outlawed, can we use swords?

If guns cause crime, then pencils cause misspelled words.

Free men do not ask permission to bear arms.

If you don't know your rights, you don't have any.

Those who trade liberty for security have neither.

What part of "shall not be infringed" do you not understand?

The Second Amendment is in place in case the politicians ignore the others.

64,999,987 firearms owners killed no one yesterday.

Guns only have two enemies; rust and politicians.

Know guns, know peace, know safety.
No guns, no peace, no safety.

You don't shoot to kill; you shoot to stay alive.

911 - Government sponsored Dial-a-Prayer.

Assault is a behavior, not a device.

Criminals love gun control; it makes their jobs safer.

If guns cause crime, then matches cause arson.

Only a government that is afraid of its citizens tries to control them.

You have only the rights you are willing to fight for.

Enforce the gun control laws we ALREADY have; don't make more.

When you remove the people's right to bear arms, you create slaves.

The American Revolution would never have happened with gun control.



One winter morning a husband and wife in Denver were listening to the radio during breakfast. They heard the announcer say, "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the even-numbered side of the street , so the snowplows can get through.

So the good wife went out and moved her car.

A week later while they are eating breakfast again, the radio announcer said, ""We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd-numbered side of the street , so the snowplows can get through."

The good wife went out and moved her car again.

The next week they are again eating breakfast when the radio announcer says, ""We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must park .....". Then the electric power went out. The good wife was very upset, and with a worried look on her face she said, "Honey, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I need to park on so the snowplows can get through?"

With the love and understanding in his voice that all men who are married to blondes exhibit, the husband replied, "Why don't you just leave it in the garage this time?"



Two blondes living in Oklahoma were sitting on a bench talking, and one blonde says to the other, "Which do you think is farther away... Florida or the moon?" The other blonde turns and says "Helloooooooooo, can you see Florida?????"

A blonde pushes her BMW into a gas station. She tells the mechanic it died. After a few minutes, it is idling smoothly.
-Blonde: "What's the story?" -He: "Just crap in the carburetor" -Blonde: "How often do I have to do that?"

A police officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her very nicely if he could see her license. She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys would get your act together. Just yesterday you take away my license and then today you expect me to show it to you!"

A blonde out for a walk comes to a river and sees another blonde on the opposite bank. "Yoo-hoo!" she shouts, "How can I get to the other side?" The second blonde looks up the river then down the river and shouts back, "Hellooooo!! You ARE on the other side."

A gorgeous redhead goes to the doctor's office and said her body hurt wherever she touched it. "Impossible!" says the doctor. "Show me." The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed, then pushed her elbow and screamed even more. She pushed her knee and screamed; likewise her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream.
-Doctor said: "You're not really a redhead, are you?
-Blonde: "Well, no, I'm actually a blonde."
-Doctor: "I thought so; your finger is broken."

A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled, "PULL OVER!" "NO!" the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"

BLONDE ON THE SUN A Russian, an American, & a Blonde were talking one day.
-Russian: "We were the first in space!"
-American: "We were the first on the moon!"
-Blonde: "So what? We'll be the first on the sun!"
-Russian:"You can't land on the sun, you'll burn up!"
-Blonde: "We're not stupid; we're going at night!"

IN A VACUUM A blonde was playing Trivial Pursuit one night. It was her turn. She rolled the dice and she landed on Science & Nature. Her question was, "If you are in a vacuum and someone calls your name, can you hear it?" She thought for a time and then asked, "Is it on or off?"

A girl was visiting her blonde friend, who had acquired two new dogs, and asked her what their names were. The blonde responded by saying that one was named Rolex and one was named Timex. Her friend said, "Whoever heard of someone naming dogs like that?" "HELLLOOOOOOO......," answered the blond. "They're watch dogs!"


Laura Lou

A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife walked up behind him and whacked him on the head with a magazine. "What was that for?" he asked. "That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Laura Lou written on it," she replied."

Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Laura Lou was the name of one of the horses I bet on," he explained.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry," she said. "I should have known there was a good explanation."

Three days later he was watching a ball game on TV when she walked up and hit him in the head again, this time with the iron skillet, which knocked him out cold. When he came to, he asked, "What the hell was that for?"

She replied, "Your horse called."

Yarrrr....The ACLU.... Ten very good reasons to fight them...

Well Sir...bein an extremely anti ACLU person....I borrowed this frum Bluto over at The Dread Pundit....I agree with everything this article states...and if'n yur a good will also....

But first....let me speak very frankly to y'all. I've been a member of Stop The ACLU and its Blogburst for over a year now, and also a member of The American Center for Law and Justice (ACLJ) for about the same amount of time. Being a good American and a Christian at heart, and also being extremely disgusted and concerned about what the ACLU is doing to our great country and our religious freedoms among others, I wanted to be able to do something other than bitch and write about that despicable communist organization.

The ACLU has vast amounts of funding from many liberals and secular progressives, and as you may know, they regularly sue entire cities and towns, taking them to court regarding Christmas scenes, prayer in schools, civic and athletic events, abortion....and the list goes on and on. And in case ya didn't know it....guess who pays the court costs when the ACLU takes your community to court...YOU DO! Betcha also didn't know that its also YOUR TAX DOLLARS that are supporting and paying for Planned Parenthood abortions....great huh!! I don't know bout you...but this piss's me off royally!!

Now Sir...I'm retired, and on a fixed income, so money is somewhat tight, but I give what little I can to the ACLJ who has taken the ACLU to the Supreme court on several occasions and won victories for the good folks of this nation....but they need financial assistance to do so. Therefore, I give $20 bucks here, $10 bucks there when I get the picture.

Many of us read about what the ACLU has done, and continues to do, and we "Tsk Tsk...isn't that just terrible" to ourselves, family and friends, but as fine of an attitude as that won't really do anything to stop the ACLU. Please my friends....get yurselves on over to the ACLJ website and read about attorney Jay Sekulow and his fine organization, and if'n you want...join his group of good folks and start fighting the ACLU....lest we ALL wake up one morning and wonder just what the hell happened to our various rights, many of which are listed below....

I know...your lives are busy and hectic, and money is tight for most of us...but there are some things well worth making small sacrifices for....and IMHO, fighting the ACLU is a very worthwhile and noble cause......and you'll feel better about yurself as well.....

Thanks fer takin the time to read this article.....Cookie

Ten Reasons To Stop The ACLU

I wanted to put something up for Labor Day here to get some inspirations sparked. For a while my priorities have been shifted. I want to announce that we will be more active in our original cause and want to thank everyone that has supported us thus far. To get our blogburst reinvigorated, I thought I'd pull out a that explains why we started and what we are all about...

Stop The ACLU was started on February 9th, 2004. We started with high hopes, and we realized we were facing a goliath. There were many reasons why we thought the ACLU needed to be countered, and they are numerous. We wanted to provide a way to inform the public of the ACLU's agenda, as the MSM sugar coated it. We wanted to be a central database for people to gather, exchange ideas, and get actively involved in real ways of stopping them. It is a monumental task, exhausting, time consuming, and often frustrating. But it is a fight worth fighting.

We would be nothing without our supporters. To all of you, we appreciate the continued support. We have called you to action and you have answered.

There are many reasons to stop the ACLU. For this blogburst I decided to list my top ten list.

10. The ACLU was founded by Communist, with communist ideals, communist goals, and they continue to impose a Communist like agenda on America daily. The founder of the ACLU, Roger Baldwin stated clearly...

My chief aversion is the system of greed, private profit, privilege and violence which makes up the control of the world today, and which has brought it to the tragic crisis of unprecedented hunger and unemployment�Therefore, I am for Socialism, disarmament and ultimately, for the abolishing of the State itself�I seek the social ownership of property, the abolition of the propertied class and sole control of those who produce wealth. Communism is the goal."

9. The ACLU does not believe in the Second Amendment.

ACLU POLICY �The ACLU agrees with the Supreme Court�s long-standing interpretation of the Second Amendment [as set forth in the 1939 case, U.S. v. Miller] that the individual�s right to bear arms applies only to the preservation or efficiency of a well-regulated militia. Except for lawful police and military purposes, the possession of weapons by individuals is not constitutionally protected. Therefore, there is no constitutional impediment to the regulation of firearms.�ACLU Policy #47

#8. Their outright hatred of the Boyscouts. They are currently doing everything in their power to hurt this organization. They attacked their free speech right to exclude gays, and are threatening schools, and fighting in court to get their charters shut down. The oppose the military supporting them, and will sue the pants off any school that attempts to charter them.

#7. The ACLU are pro-death. Not only is the ACLU Pro-abortion, it's the ACLU's top priority. It most definitely takes a backseat to free speech for the ACLU. As a matter of fact, the ACLU has fought against the free speech rights of those that oppose it. If its abortion or euthanasia, as long as its pro-death you can count on the ACLU to support it. The only exception to the ACLU's pro-death stance, is if it is a convicted criminal; in this case they are against death.

#6. The ACLU advocate open borders. Not only have the ACLU opposed the Minute Men, a group who are simply exercizing their freedom of speech, protesting and stepping up where the government is failing, but they have helped illegals cross the border.

#5. The ACLU is anti-Christian. The list is endless on this one. Under the guise of "seperation of Church and State", the ACLU have made a name for theirself on being rabidly anti-Christian. This is one area where they are most hypocritical. They oppose tax exemptions for all churches, but fight for them for Wiccans. They are against Christianity in school, but oddly remain silent as our children are taught to be Muslims. Whether its baby Jesus, ten commandments, or tiny crosses on county seals, the ACLU will be there to secularize America, and rewrite our history.

#4. The ACLU Opposes National Security. The ACLU have opposed almost every effort in the arena of national security. From the bird flu to bag searches, the ACLU have been against it. No matter what kind of search someone tries to do to protect people, the ACLU have proved they are against them across the board. Its kind of ironic that they don't practice the principles they preach.

Take a walk into the NYCLU�s Manhattan headquarters - which it shares with other organizations - and you�ll find a sign warning visitors that all bags are subject to search.

#3. The ACLU Defend the enemy. They have a long history of this one. They defended the P.L.O. in 1985. They defended Quadafi in the 1980's. And they continue today. They have told Gitmo detainees they have the right to remain silent, as in not talking to interrogators. One issue that really disturbs me is their refusal of funds from organizations such as the United Way that were concerned the money would be used to support terrorism.

In October of 2004, the ACLU turned down $1.15 million in funding from two of it�s most generous and loyal contributors, the Ford and Rockefeller foundations, saying new anti-terrorism restrictions demanded by the institutions make it unable to accept their funds.

�The Ford Foundation now bars recipients of its funds from engaging in any activity that �promotes violence, terrorism, bigotry, or the destruction of any state.�

The Rockefeller Foundation�s provisions state that recipients of its funds may not �directly or indirectly engage in, promote, or support other organizations or individuals who engage in or promote terrorist activity.�

#2. The ACLU supports child porn distribution and child molesters like NAMBLA (North American Man-Boy Love Association).

As legislative counsel for the ACLU in 1985, Barry Lynn told the U.S. Attorney General�s Commission on Pornography (of which Focus on the Family President Dr. James C. Dobson was a member) that child pornography was protected by the First Amendment. While production of child porn could be prevented by law, he argued, its distribution could not be.

There is no doubt the The ACLU are perverting the Constitution.

#1. The ACLU fufills its agenda using my tax money. What more can I say on this one?

There are countless reasons the ACLU needs to be stopped. So don't just stand by and complain, do something. Get involved. Here are some ways you can get involved to help us stop the ACLU.
Support and donate to organizations fighting them in Court. Here are the ones at the forefront.

Alliance Defense Fund
Thomas More Law Center

Join the Stop The ACLU Coalition

Help us write Churches to get involved.

Tell your Congress to support the Public Expression of Relgion Act of 2005. This legislation seeks to limit attorney's fees in Establishment Clause cases to injunctive relief only.


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Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Great Analogies..."Chippendale's" reunion, my kinda CSI...and Black Balled..

A family is at the dinner table;

The son asks his father, "Dad, how many kinds of boobies are there?"

The father, surprised, answers " Well son, there's three kinds of breasts. In her twenties, a women's breast are like melons, round and firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit. After fifty, they are like onions."


"Yes, see them and they make you cry."

This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said " Mum, how many kinds of 'willies' are there?"

The mother, surprised, smiles and answers

" Well dear, a man goes through three phases. In his twenties, this willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In this thirties and forties, it is a birch, flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."

"A Christmas tree?"

"Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration only" ____________________________________

My good neighbor Clem, hoping to get some "Afternoon Delight", went to the Emergency Room yesterday after takin Cialis....

When he was talkin with the admitting nurse he told her... "I took some Cialis bout 7 hours ago, and when I've seen commercials for Cialis their commercials always has some "warnings" about using it. One of their warnings stated something like 'erections lasting more than 4 hours may need immediate medical attention".

"...and I've got a hard on that just won't quit!"

"Well sir, would you like to see a doctor?"

"No, maybe a nurse or two though."


Chippendale's has been around fer 30's their 30 year reunion photygraff's.....

...30 years ago....

....the "Full Monty"....ahhh...I Don't Think So....


I'll betcha this CSI was also an intern fer Bill Clinton.....


Black Testicles

A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital, wearing an oxygen
mask over his mouth and nose, still heavily sedated from a difficult
four hour surgical procedure.

A young, student nurse appears to give him a partial sponge bath.

Nurse", he mumbles, from behind the mask. "Are my testicles black?"

Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, "I don't know, Sir. I'm only here to wash your upper body and feet."

He struggles to ask again, "Nurse, are my testicles black?"

Concerned that he may elevate his vitals from worry about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and sheepishly pulls back the covers.

She raises his gown, holds his penis in one hand and his testicles in the other, lifting and moving them around.

Then, she takes a close look and says, "There's nothing wrong with them, sir!!"

The man pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her and says very slowly,

"Thank you very much. That was wonderful, but, listen very, very closely...

"Are - my - Test - Results - Back?

Monday, September 03, 2007

One of the better Soup commercials.... funny...

Well a feelin that she enjoyed the soup better than this poor bloke's love makin prowess.... yur man a 2 minute microwave meal....or a simmer all day pasta sauce...??? OK would y'all describe yurselves....don't lie...yur better half might be readin this.....

Okay, here's the plan:

Back off and let men marry men,

women marry women,

and totally legalize abortion.

In three generations, there will be no Democrats!!!

Damn! I love it when a plan comes together!

Sunday, September 02, 2007

I've picked up a real sick troll....

Well many folks out there who enjoy bloggin just fer the fun of entertainin other folks, and gettin some enjoyment themselves, I've had a troll or two over the years...but this guy is one real sicko.......

Now Sir.....until this moment, I been just ignorin the sick sumbitch, deletin and blockin his posts with HaloScan, and actually feelin kinda sad fer's kinda slow today, bein a Holiday and's I thought I'd share my encounters with y'all......and kinda just poke him a might....

I imagine he'll read this post and respond in his usual manner, leaving comments like "you old useless Gabby Hayes look alike has-been and self hating heeb (Jew)", and other remarks I won't offend y'all with. Funny thing is....I'm not Jewish. I'm not sure where he got that idea, except fer the fact that I regularly visit an Israeli blog of a friend of mine, where he also leaves very insulting and degrading comments regardin Jews and other fine folks.

He's also pestered anuther blogging friend of mine frum Great Britain, Gert. This troll is so immature that he likes to make fun of Gert's name because his name sounds like a girls name. The last time I've ever witnessed that kind of behavior was in elementary school...which shows you the level of mentality of this poor sick creature.....

Well Sir....the Gabby Hayes look alike part is correct...old...yupper, guilty as charged...and I guess the has-been part is true to some degree as well. Useless, I don't think so...and being We all eventually get there ya know...even you my sick friend. Yupper, I've had my time in the Sun...and proud of my accomplishments and my service to our great country and my community. Unfortunately for our sick, mentally retarded angry friend (and others he will impact), his 15 minutes in the Sun will probably be when he walks into a school, or a McDonalds, or his last place of employment (if he's ever worked at all), and starts blowing folks away. I base that opinion on the intense anger his comments reflect.....

Now Sir....just to give you an idea about the times and generation I come's a little something that two folks sent me, Charlie B frum Chicago town and Sue Gertson frum Eagle Lake, Texas. I'm pretty sure that most of you fine readers that are about as old as this Cookie (old as Dirt according to the following), will enjoy and relate to the followin.....

"Hey Dad," one of my kids asked the other day, "What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up ? " "We didn't have fast food when I was growing up," I informed him. "All the food was slow."

"C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat ?"

"It was a place called 'at home,'" I explained. "Grandma cooked every day and when Grandpa got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it."

By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table. But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:

Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis , set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card. In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card The card was good only at Sears Roebuck. Or maybe it was Sears AND Roebuck. Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.

My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow). We didn't have a television in our house until I was 11, but my grandparents had one before that. It was, of course, black and white, but they bought a piece of colored plastic to cover the screen. The top third was blue, like the sky, and the bottom third was green, like grass. The middle third was red. It was perfect for programs that had scenes of fire trucks riding across someone's lawn on a sunny day. Some people had a lens taped to the front of the TV to make the picture look larger.

I was 13 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called "pizza pie." When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It's still the best pizza I ever had.

We didn't have a car until I was 15. Before that, the only car in our family was my grandfather's Ford. He called it a "machine."

I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.

Pizzas were not delivered to our home. But milk was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers. I delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which I got to keep 2 cents. I had to get up at 4 AM every morning.. On Saturday, I had to collect the 42 cents from my customers My favorite customers were the ones who gave me 50 cents and told me to keep the change. My least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.

Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. Touching someone else's tongue with yours was called French kissing and they didn't do that in movies. I don't know what they did in French movies. French movies were dirty and we weren't allowed to see them.

If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren.. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.

Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it ?

MEMORIES from a friend:

My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to "sprinkle" clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old.

How many do you remember ?

Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Heaters mounted on the inside of the fire wall. Real ice boxes.Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards. Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner.Using hand signals for cars without turn signals.

Older Than Dirt Quiz:
Count all the ones that you remember, NOT the ones you were told about ! Your ratings at the bottom.

1. Blackjack chewing gum
2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water

3. Candy cigarettes
4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
5. Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes
6 Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
7. Party lines8. Newsreels before the movie9. P.F. Flyers 10. Butch wax
11. Telephone numbers with a word prefix (OLive-6933)
12. Peashooters
13. Howdy Doody
14. 45 RPM records
15. S&H Green Stamps

16 Hi-fi's
17. Metal ice trays with lever
18. Mimeograph paper
19 Blue flashbulb
20. Packards
21. Roller skate keys
22. Cork popguns

23. Drive-ins
24. Studebakers
25. Wash tub wringers

If you remembered 0-5 = You're still young.
If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older.
If you remembered 11-15 = Don't tell your age,
If you remembered 16-25 = You're older than dirt !

I might be older than dirt but those memories are the best part of my life.

Don't forget to pass this along !!

Especially to all your really OLD friends....

"Senility Prayer"...God grant me...The senility to forget the people I never liked,
The good fortune to run into the ones that I do,
And the eyesight to tell the difference."

Been There....Done That....

Well Sir....its been 15 Beers ago.......


Well of those life questions y'all just a gotta ponder fer a spell....


That being said,

Here's how to make a Woman Happy

It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:
1. a friend
2. a companion
3. a lover
4. a brother
5. a father
6. a master
7. a chef
8. an electrician
9. a carpenter
10. a plumber
11. a mechanic
12. a decorator
13. a stylist
14. a sexologist
15. a gynecologist
16. a psychologist
17. a pest exterminator
18. a psychiatrist
19. a healer
20. a good listener
21. an organizer
22. a good father
23. very clean
24. sympathetic
25. athletic
26. warm
27. attentive
28. gallant
29. intelligent
30. funny
31. creative
32. tender
33. strong
34. understanding
35. tolerant
36. prudent
37. ambitious
38. capable
39. courageous
40. determined
41. true
42. dependable
43. passionate
44. compassionate


45. give her compliments regularly
46. love shopping
47. be honest
48. be very rich
49. not stress her out
50. not look at other girls


51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself
52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself
53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes


54. Never to forget:
* birthdays
* anniversaries
* arrangements she makes


1. Show up naked
2. Bring food or Beer