Brangin' in the sheaves
That's the way the air feels, like harvest time; we don't have any grain to scythe, just the lawn, and the gutters needed cleaning. The kids took care of it; nice to occasionally have staff. That must be why the country's "landed elite" and other assorted villains get so hooked on power. Crews of Hispanic laborers must come in so handy on one's acreage. I just read about a photography exhibit that depicts the annual Ranchos Visitadores horse ridin' the old boys have been up to since the 1930's, chock full of drinkin', whorin', and anti-Semitin' and other assorted racism. Lots of the same fellers who belong to the Bohemian Grove set that meets in California.What a piss-poor bunch of creeps, and they're in charge of all the money-makin' round the country. A man named Tomas Polaris took a pile of pictures of this debacle, and is showing them in Seattle. Anyone interested can go to seattlepi.com for the spectacle.
posted by isabelita at 12:29 PM
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Uh-oh, you're channeling Sarah Palin, droppin' those ol' "g"s.
Amazing how those elites are always the same kind of people. How do they do that? Must be a litmus test: Do you whore? Do you drink? Do you anti-semite? Do you hate to pay taxes? Yes. Well welcome, brother.
The g-dropping was supposed to evoke the faux ruggedness of this bunch of crooks. Thou shalt not bring up that female variety.
Been that way since Rome was built, robin a.
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