Now it's your turn.- Eats peanut butter at least once a week(every other week at most and only if one spoonful counts)- Prefers smooth peanut butter over chunky(not even a contest for me)
- Can name all Three Stooges- Lives within a 20-minute drive of a Wal-Mart(only if I drive way over the limit; it's 30-40 minutes away)
- Eats at McDonald's at least once a year (I hate to admit it but it's true)
- Takes a shower for approximately 10.4 minutes a day- Never sings in the shower(not often but, yes, occasionally)
- Lives in a house, not an apartment or condominium (and I really love mine)
- Has a home valued between $100,000 and $300,000 (amazing)
- Has fired a gun (not since summer camp - does that count?)
- Is between 5 feet and 6 feet tall
- Weighs 135 to 205 pounds (barely)
- Is between the ages of 18 and 53 (maybe, maybe not)- Believes gambling is an acceptable entertainment option(nope)- Grew up within 50 miles of current home(75 miles for me)
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"After our forces had withdraw from Vietnam, the South Vietnamese held their own for several years against the North Vietnamese forces attempting to conquer them. Then in 1975, . . . Congress . . . cut off the military aid the Vietnamese were depending on. . . . There were still a handful of Americans in South Vietnam, and one of the last to leave was Scooter Libby. And his final mind-boggling deed, was, utterly without any authorization or help or permission, to organize a fleet of rusty ships, and take 20,000 Vietnamese to the Philippines! They were mostly military personnel and their families; people who would have been doomed to execution, or to the hell of the "re-education camps."(The entire story is in the book Rise Of The Vulcans.)
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"Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say, An' can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?
There'll be no one to save, with the world in a grave. Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy.
An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction....
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'. Think of all the hate there is in Red China,
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama. Ah, you may leave here for four days in space,
But when you return it's the same ol' place, The poundin' of the drums, the pride an' disgrace. You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace. Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace,
An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction,
No, no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction."
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