A Fighter Pilot, Political Science Prof and Author with Opinions and a Weird Streak
Well, I was drunk the day my Mom got outta prison. And I went to pick her up in the rain. But, before I could get to the station in my pickup truck She got runned over by a damned old train.
Not that I'm not a patriot...double negative...but I really like old Jerry Jeff, and that's some serious Beer Drinkin' music, hill country style...
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