If not wars and lies and torture, then what *do * you get riled up about? Tell us, do, O Superior Lifeform.
Only to a *very * casual observer. Casual as in “doesn’t give a damn about much of anything”, that is.
Let’s see: I bought me a new horse a couple of months ago. Before we came to a meetin’ of the minds, he bucked me waaay up in the air and I landed on a hard rock road. That got my attention for a spell.
Then a few weeks ago I was changin’ a tire on my truck, and when I got done and went to pick the flat up, a rattlesnake had coiled hisself around it. That got me excited sho-nuff!
Then there’s that Ashley Judd gal: I can get riled up a good bit just watchin’ one of her movies.
I can also get right intense about the Auburn Tigers football team.
So there’s four things right there: Horses, rattlesnakes, women and football. I’d recommend you try at least some of 'em, to some degree. I don’t expect any of them things will give you a stroke, which is certainly going to happen to you if you keep obsessing over this here Bush situation.
This sort of thing is what distinguishes the backwards and brutish cracker from the evolved and perceptive peckerwood.
I dunno. I got me a cousin that’s a peckerwood, lives over in New Braunfels. Went to Baylor to study bein’ a cheerleader. There’s times when she don’t seem all that perceptive.
Baylor? “The Athens on the Brazos”? The Vatican Library of the Baptists? I have a cousin who was an Aggie (we don’t talk much about him, we’re still kind of ambivalent about the prospect of parole) and another who went to UT till he got drafted. But none who have trod such a rarified height, nor such a position of personal purity, as a Baylor cheerleader! A word like “chaste” seems too pale, too weak for such Vestals as these, committed to go to the alter chaste, or the grave, but one or the other, and none other. I am stunned, it is too many for me. I fold.
[hijack]
Okay, you’ve distracted me from the Bush-bashing obsession. What breed – Quarter Horse, Fox Trotter, TB, Walker, what? Short-coupled? That type can snap its back and launch you for damn sure. (Although my old QH preferred to dump me with his drop-shoulder side-spook plus spin – less work for him, and he was always about conservation of energy.)
FWIW, I think Auburn is overrated. Anyway, we don’t have a choice about blasting the Bush administration. It’s what patriots do when the government has been hijacked by the criminally insane.
True or false or somewhere in between, this movie showed that the people, whose job it is to protect us, were/are too worried about protecting their jobs to protect us. No big surprise.
This explains a lot. Cheatin’ bastids! And your coach’s name sounds like something out of a bad movie.
Wasn’t if the Auburn Tigers of 1978 that went 6-5 with William Andrews, Joe Cribbs and James Brooks, all future pro running backs on the team? Underachievers!
And all it would’ve taken was a simple memo (bolding and underlining mine). . . [
](http://www.yankeemagazine.com/thisissue/features/fiveyears911.php) The American Airlines ticket agent who checked Atta and al Omari in at Logan airport in Boston committed suicide.
And ABC/Disney has the unmitigated gall to egregiously misrepresent the agents’ roles on that fateful day, basically pointing a bigass finger right at them! A woman is dead and they besmirch her memory with fucking lies. The people who wrote, made, financed, broadcast or in any way worked on this piece of filth have no souls. And the fucking prick – the man who had been told this was being planned and who actually had the power to do something about it – uses the anniversary of this tragedy for his fucking political grandstanding. Every fucking one of them makes me sick.
I got the impression that this particular Baylor Belle was more chased than chaste. Speakin’ of Aggies, after my cuz got her degree in cheerleadin’ she married an ex-student. He went into cotton farmin’ and she set up makin’ babies. She produced four little peckerwoods, which number is greater than the number of profitable years he’s had growing cotton.
I didn’t think anybody would have the ill grace to ask that question! This being the internet and all, I suppose I could claim that the offending horse is a wild mustang, fresh and hard from the western plains. Or perhaps he’s of rodeo lineage, a trained buckin’ bronco?
Of course, there have been any number of falls, several the result of a slipped saddle. (There are those who would claim that my saddle stays about half-slipped anyway.)
No, I will not lie. The first horse to actually buck me off in 30 years is ¼-quarter horse and ¾ Welsh Pony. :o :o :o :o :o
Maybe, maybe not….Time will tell.
Heh, the most remarkable thing I’ve seen along those lines was about that same era: The Florida Wallow-Gators went 0-11 or maybe it was 0-10-1 for the season, then had 10 (Count 'em TEN) players drafted by NFL teams. 
It made me cringe but maybe for different reasons than you. There’s a whole world outside of the United States and America’s only concern is this sex scandal. In the context of the film, you have the 1998 bombings and then you have the Lewinsky story. Which is more important; foreign policy or, ahem, domestic policy?
Heh. With that breeding? No wonder! I’ve always subscribed to the school of thought it’s the little ones that have the lightning quickness to get out from under you before you know they’re fixin’ to leave.
That’s generally a handsome cross, though. We’ve got one at our barn, and at age 20+ he’s still looking good and full of beans.
So, did the include the scene where Dubya beats Osama to death with the Constitution?
-Joe
I saw something in the paper yesterday about an FBI agent who was retained as a consultant on the show but resigned partway through the project because he could not in good conscience participate in such overtly partisan fabrications. Unfortunately I haven’t been able to google up a link today. Anybody else see this?
If it’s Thomas Nicoletti you’re talking about, there’s an interview with him at the following link
Well, not intending to turn this into a horse-pic thread, but:
This
little jerk is eleven years old, and fast! Er, that would be the horse. The girl is 15, and hopefully not “fast” :eek: . (Granddaughter, ya’ know.)
Do you always set up your horse-troughs running through the trunks of trees?
Oh, man, no wonder he got you off. I bet that little bugger has more moves than Atlas Van Lines, and can run through his repertoire faster than you can say “Oh shit.” My 16.1 HH TB has a helluva buck in him once in a while, but it takes time to get all that mass in motion, time enough to grab leather.
Granddaughter’s a cutie pie. Does he pull any of that crap with her or behave like a lamb when she’s aboard?
Hey! Horse-pics, horses asses, still on topic enough for me.