If Guns Cause Crime, All

I'm Stoned On My Music. I'm Intoxicated By My Joyful Calendar Between The Tours, And The Hunting, And The Charity Work, And The Family Time, And Just My Lifestyle Living On A Ranch In Texas And Back When I Lived On My Ranch In Michigan. It's The Epitome Of Individual Independence, Self-sufficiency, Hands-on, Earthly Celebration And We Tour Every Summer Like Complete Animals.

To Show You How Radical I Am, I Want Carjackers Dead. I Want Rapists Dead. I Want Burglars Dead. I Want Child Molesters Dead. I Want The Bad Guys Dead. No Court Case. No Parole. No Early Release. I Want 'em Dead. Get A Gun And When They Attack You, Shoot 'em.

All My Songs Instinctively Erupted From My Guitar And Lyrical Visions Followed The Spirit Of The Music, Bot Image Wise And Rhythmical Cadence Wise. It Remains One Of Life's Greatest Joys To This Day.

Use Your Lives Wisely, My Friends, And Conserve These Precious Freedoms For Future Generations.

My Life Is A Tsunami Of Inspirations. Number One Is That I Really Do Just Love My Bbq. I Mean It's The Sustenance Of Mankind. You Know, The Animal Rights Of People, If They Had Their Way, 99% Of The Human Race Would Parish Because We Sustain Ourselves With Dead Stuff On The Grill.