But they don’t know what the queers are doing to the soil*
Everyone who’s ever attended a gun show knows that you are guaranteed to find at least one table (and probably several) of genuine whackos: Neo-Nazis, conspiranoiacs, people who think space aliens assassinated Elvis with fluoridated water, that sort of thing. It’s just the eddies in the stream where the First and Second Amendments flow together. Frankly, a gun show without Nazis to mock would be like a gun show without beef jerky.
* ETA: For those who don’t get the reference in the title, it’s from the Dead Milkmen song Stuart.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:21 am
My favorite was the swine flu guy.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:50 am
Unc, I appreciate the heads up on the reference. You’ve got a least one reader who tends more to Grieg or Schubert or artists from way back such as John Coltrane. I’ve never heard of the Dead Milkmen and don’t expect to be listening to their music any time soon.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:27 am
Life is Shit: by the Dead Milkmen
I ran into a friend of mine
Said he was gonna take some words and make them rhyme
I said “You can fool some of them some of the time,
But you can only fool half them all of the time”
He said “Yes I do believe this is true,
Would you like to come and sniff some glue?
And we’ll fly to where the skies are blue
And look for things both bright and new”
And on a pretty Sunday morning
A bunch of pretty Baptist girls
Linked their pretty hands and they sang
Life is shit, life is shit
The world is shit, the world is shit
This is life as I know it
This is life as I know it
And in the sky I saw Richard Nixon
Smoking a lacey with Mr. Dickson
He said “Son there’s something I must say,
I do believe I’ve found a better way”
And a vision came
And I new it was Bob Crane
And Bob sang:
Life is shit, life is shit
The world is shit, the world is shit
This is life as I know it
This is life as I know it
And when my friend and I were done
We went to rest upon the sun
Cause life takes from us the things we love
And it robs us of the special ones
And it puts them high where we can’t climb
And we only miss them all the time
And we sing:
Life is shit, life is shit
The world is shit, the world is shit
This is life as I know it
This is life as I know it
This is life as I know it
This is life as I know it
This is life as I know
April 7th, 2009 at 12:27 pm
The Badger is your friend, make friends with the Badger!
April 7th, 2009 at 3:34 pm
Your not like the other people, here in the trailer park…
April 7th, 2009 at 4:49 pm
Make up your own lyrics. Stuart would.
April 7th, 2009 at 5:33 pm
One of my best friends had that entire spiel memorized…
April 8th, 2009 at 11:48 am
I was at gun show one time, and I was looking at a very strange gun that the fella had at his table. The tag said is was made by “St. Smithens Medical Facility and Pork Sausage Distillery” and I thought I would ask the fella, who’s name was Earl about this gun. But before I could open my mouth to ask, he looked at me and said “Did you ever go to make a… a pork sausage and find it had HAIRS growin’ all over it?”
And he gave me a LOOK that still chills me… to this day.