Oh JEZ. JEZ-JEZ-JEZ....
Oh, JEZ. JEZ-JEZ-JEZ.
Ya know, just the other day, I was thinking how wonderful and accomodating this site had become. In fact, I was seeing it as being...politically correct...near to.
Now you have come along and introduced us all to this notion of our Indonesian neighbors and the ugly matter of American weapons used to murder funeral goers there.
What I am going to tell Obama supporters here in the US? Huh? You know he lived as an elitist in Indonesia don't you? Thank goodness this event happened after our good politician had left Indonesia. Whew!
But, my dear, you are no longer politically correct, near to.
I was almost ready to suggest your site. You see, I have a friend, who cannot visit most of my internet spots. In fact, he refuses to allow me to enter my name, address or whatever onto his home computer. Being a now released but former political prisoner here in the good 'ol states has caused him to have some fear, fear of going back to prison on a trumped up charge like, "aiding, knowing or otherwise being in anyway connected to radical and potentially terrorist people." It's something like that.
So. You have ruined my small day dream, the one I had the other day of sharing your address with my friend.
You are a naughty one. Thanks!
Sorry for your friend...is there not a way? I don't want to make any suggestions...too spooky!
Ah, ya deal with it. He follows his Native American customs, and most of the time he already knows much.
Ah, life in the banana republic of Dubyabia. Isn't it wonderful? It warms the cockles of me heart to know our secret police are protecting us from each other.
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