Most every thought of mine begins with a cup of vanilla cappuccino made with Kona coffee beans. I remember my pappy telling me not to trust anyone who didn't drink coffee all day long...
The lower forty-eight sits between freezin' ass cold Canada and bakin' ass hot Mexico. We tried our best to be nice to them two neighbors, but I don't rightly see how we can do that no more.
Canada supports liberals who want to destroy democracy and bring in another King George to control how we live and Mexico wants the cartels to get us all hyped up on illegals drugs, so we'll be in no condition to fight.
And... it that ain't bad enough, we got Europe wanting us to pay for the whole world going green whatever the hell that means, while Russia and China try to take our future away with their brands of communism.
It seems, none of the world has the damn money that we do, nor do they care about getting any money as long as we pay for everything... now in this here part of America, we gots a saying... THAT DOG DON'T HUNT
Now who in their right mind wants that, pray tell?
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