What is the great thing about life? Chance. Is that too simple for you? Chance. How often have you wanted just a chance? What type of chance did you want? Money? Women? A yacht? A Ferrari? Chance is also gambling. Would you gamble for your life? Many do and win. Others become the definition of splat. Some win big with all of the aforementioned and what do they get out of it? Same thing you do . . . death.
I know, how morbid! There is nothing morbid about truth except truth itself. Especially when denied. When it comes down to truth you kind of like being on the right side of it, don’t you? Let’s say you voted for a politician you thought would be wonderful but he or she turned out to be a moribund pile of excrement. Was it because you misjudged, your fault, or because he or she lied, their fault. I am witness to this in full, living color. I got sent to Vietnam due to my parents liking Democrats. I have not forgotten this one eensy little bit. Lies kind of weigh a person down don’t they. A lie stated as truth fools a lot of people. Stay away from liars is the best policy and the most individuals that can affect our lives are politicians who lie. Democrats.
That isn’t what this website is about though. It is about what Democrats are missing. Even when they pat each other on the back shouting, “Fooled ’em again.” They fool only fools. Fool sort of rhymes with cesspool doesn’t it if you take off your self-righteous hat and don sackcloth and ash. Humble yourselves, in other words. Being humble keeps you away from being what you’re not. I learned this, all of this, the hard way so I am a so-called expert in the field of stupidity. I missed the boat at each stop on the river and still ran myself to death. Almost, yep, almost. A sliver’s width either way and this website would not be here. I think I know what I am talking about. Than again, I could be wrong as hell. Except, hell is what I am trying to avoid, despite myself.
Don’t worry, you’ll get used to me . . . eventually.
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