Oh - those "government regulations" designed to keep the fishermen from strip-mining the ocean and then there's no more fish?
Visit Monterrey, California, and you can see all the sardine fishing boats that aren't there because all the fish were fished out.
No - you don't know her. She goes to a different school. Yeh, it's hard - we just don't see each other as much as we'd like.
Homecoming? No, I don't think so. She has finals that weekend. They're on a different calendar up there...
Let me tell you my story, I mean ... if I can ... without getting too ... choked up. There I was trying to eke out a meager living in IT consulting, typing my fingers to the bone, in order to provide for my family. My 3, no 4 sons were all fine boys and they had all achieved fully paid scholarships ...in stuff, to one of this country's fine universities. We thought we were set, but then Big Government came in to our lives and everything changed.
Big Government regulated me - so hard - and it made me do things ... horrible things, well I can't even bear to think about it. But it got worse, Big Government would stay over on the weekends, raid the refrigerator, leave all of the lights on and never once did it offer to kick in for groceries. Even now I'm ashamed of myself and it's all Big Government's fault.
Well, needless to say after that, my children could not take advantage of the totally free educations they had earned and had to come work for me sorting RAM chips and running helpdesk, for sometimes 10-12 hours a day. It's a tough life, but we get by.
Also too, throwing away two college scholarships so the kids, who certainly were good enough to become NFL stars (because imaginary kids might as well be SUPER AWESOME), can instead of making millions and lifting their old dad out of poverty, go on welfare when regulations drive the fisherman out of business. Sounds like R-voter "thinking" to me, a-yup.
Always trouting out these old fishwives' tales. Just for the halibut.
Why does this remind me of <a href="http:\/\/youtu.be\/wMSQ1vCxZJU" target="_blank">fuzzy dice and bongos?</a>
I think I saw her on &quot;Name That Saskatoon.&quot;
I could have been El Presidente For Life of my own banana republic if it weren&#039;t for those #$%!@*! government regulations. Thanks, Obama!
And sure enough... Think the slow-learning Dems will stop nominating her now?
A perfect shitstorm...
&quot;Fish or cut bait!&quot;
Oh - those &quot;government regulations&quot; designed to keep the fishermen from strip-mining the ocean and then there&#039;s no more fish?
Visit Monterrey, California, and you can see all the sardine fishing boats that aren&#039;t there because all the fish were fished out.
No - you don&#039;t know her. She goes to a different school. Yeh, it&#039;s hard - we just don&#039;t see each other as much as we&#039;d like.
Homecoming? No, I don&#039;t think so. She has finals that weekend. They&#039;re on a different calendar up there...
Let me tell you my story, I mean ... if I can ... without getting too ... choked up. There I was trying to eke out a meager living in IT consulting, typing my fingers to the bone, in order to provide for my family. My 3, no 4 sons were all fine boys and they had all achieved fully paid scholarships ...in stuff, to one of this country&#039;s fine universities. We thought we were set, but then Big Government came in to our lives and everything changed.
Big Government regulated me - so hard - and it made me do things ... horrible things, well I can&#039;t even bear to think about it. But it got worse, Big Government would stay over on the weekends, raid the refrigerator, leave all of the lights on and never once did it offer to kick in for groceries. Even now I&#039;m ashamed of myself and it&#039;s all Big Government&#039;s fault.
Well, needless to say after that, my children could not take advantage of the totally free educations they had earned and had to come work for me sorting RAM chips and running helpdesk, for sometimes 10-12 hours a day. It&#039;s a tough life, but we get by.
Also, why didn&#039;t Obummer protect us from the Martians that attacked Grover&#039;s Mill?
Those had better be tears flowing down your cheeks, Charlie fishernut
&quot;he certainly existed for me!&quot;
He could have sold this statement better by turning to the side, and hugging the air.
&quot;No, YOU&#039;RE the greatest, you big salty sea bass!&quot; *sob*
Maybe add a little buck-up tap to his imaginary chin, too. People love that.
So, the full Palin? Daring, dude.
Also too, throwing away two college scholarships so the kids, who certainly were good enough to become NFL stars (because imaginary kids might as well be SUPER AWESOME), can instead of making millions and lifting their old dad out of poverty, go on welfare when regulations drive the fisherman out of business. Sounds like R-voter &quot;thinking&quot; to me, a-yup.
Worked for Reagan.