Circa: 1976, Porkland, Whoreregun –
WifeyWu and moi were entering a Fred Meyer’s when a wee female questionnaire asked us to sign a petition for “Something.”
Well, moi does recall that it was a “Something” that I agreed with
sooooooo I singed it. Then I made moi’s obligatory yammering about ‘how crappy the world is’.
She looked up at moi and said, “I’d have to say that there are some bright spots in Russia.”
To which moi retorted, “In that case I’ll have to take back my signature.” Which I did by scratching it off though she did protest moi’s counter-action.
Hence the LAST petition ever signed by moi, and the salty ball of mud spins on.
Heck, I did think about moving WifeyWu and the kids to the USSR, but, if I were there I’d have no Constitutional Rights or Civil Liberties. I’d be crazy to move for that! I got all that right
here.
Stay on groovin'
(They were/are right, it REALLY IS a jungle)
safari,

Tor
