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If you are not interested in a bunch of stuff that may be offensive or political, then stick your head in the sand and move your ass toward the wind.

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On first blush this seems kind of cool, but then on second, maybe not so much.  In artistic terms, and back in my cowboy days, it would have been a nice accessory at Judge Bean's bar and courthouse.  But on the practical, why holster your beer?  Just keep it in your hand and drink, or, if need be, on top of your head or your armpit as you use the facilities.  You certainly can't ride a Harley with it, it would spill.  So, on third and final blush, don't buy me one of these for Christmas - besides I have a Yamaha.


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Mother nature is one sick bitch.  Anything you can dream up, she has already created.  Man oh man, it's tough out there.


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Here at Sinkhole Estates, or Death Valley, if you prefer, they are having a cookout on the 4th.  While I'd rather be at NH, and will be next summer, I think I'll check this out and see what the Hell a buger is.  Although in my day it wasn't something you grilled, it was something you mined.  



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Imagine a world where the President of the United States says members of KKK are good people and that brown people are infesting our country.  This kind of verbiage, hate and racism is astounding.  And worse - a lot of people applaud.

People are saying its not who we are, or its not America.  The Hell it isn't.  People love this dickwad.   Its the new, not so great, America.  You wanted it, you got it.  I'm taking my family and head to the mountains till it's all over.  Oh wait.  This is Kitschland.  OK, I'm taking my family and going to the beach till it's all over.  




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I was there.


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Weekly Update on Whizzbang, aka Dumbstruck, the Wonder Pup







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Papa's Daycare





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As you know Existing In BFE is a full-service blog.  We tackle most all subjects and enter most conflagrations without fear or prejudice.  OK, sometimes a little fear.  I came across this poem and knowing how erudite and sophisticated my readers are, thought you would enjoy it, too.  That, and because not only do I write this blog but also handle a daycare more or less Mondays through Fridays, it means something to me.


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WANTED

In Northlandia sometime before summer 2019.



Cheap Fixer-upper


Or cave.


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Badass crab!

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Hey Trumpers.  Are you weak-kneed at the thought of hordes of MS-13 gangbangers "infesting: America?  Sick of all these illegal immigrants crossing by the millions to grab our precious resources?  Here are a couple of facts from Trump's own government studies:  

1.  There were 303,966 illegals that crossed the border (a 40 year low by the way) in 2017.  Guess how many were MS-13?  228.

2.  Know how much they took from our economy in the past 10 years?  They contributed and increased our national economy by 63 Billion Bucks.  

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The Mets are a disgrace.  Our GM has constructed an old unathletic team that is embarrassing.  I read that one of its new players, 1st baseman Dom Smith was in a situation over the weekend that called or a bunt.  However, in his entire minor league career he has never bunted.  In fact the organization apparently doesn't do bunting drills.  And, also this weekend, our regular pitcher, a bum called Jason Vargas injured himself but there was no one to replace him since our Triple AAA team is in Las Vegas and transportation arrangements couldn't be made, so we dragged a career setup guy to be the starter.  The first two pitches Dodger hitters hit out of the park.  A lousy GM, chintzy owner, first year manager who looks lost, lousy minor league system with no one close to being MLB ready and this is what a Met fan has to put up with.  

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The crybaby Dems are as impotent as Trump is overbearing.  Who is the face of the party?  Geriatrics like Joe Biden, Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren, Nancy Pelosi and that deranged Maxine Waters.  Weak and rudderless.  They need a makeover.  It will be interesting to see who emerges to take the place of those oldsters.  

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  And remember, as you head out to your weedy garden, or job you hate, or that long drive all day to check out your accounts, there are always worse jobs.     
   



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