If You're Not Upsetting Idiots,

I'm Such A Lucky Guy. I've Been Able To Make My Own Decisions For My Own Life For The Last Fifty Years...or Sixty ... Well Maybe Not Sixty. Even Though I Think I Was Making My Own Decisions At The Tender Age Of Eight.

If Barack Obama Becomes The President In November Again, I Will Either Be Dead Or In Jail By This Time Next Year.

I Contribute To The Dead Of Winter And The Moans Of Silence, Blood Trails Are Music To My Ears … I'm A Gut Pile Addict … The Pig Didn't Know I Was There … It's My Kick … I Love Shafting Animals … It's Rock 'n' Roll Power.

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.

Hopping The Fence Or Wading The Rio Grande River Isn't Part Of America's Immigration Process.