Golly another singer.

Wow! You got me I that one.

It is much easier to attack one's mother, one's state, one's education and one's religion. It is easiest to attack straw men.

I understand your point. I also will pretend that these things never happened. Good luck.

...and your point is...?

Some one please correct me if I am wrong. A group of Muslims says it has declared war on Israel and the United States. They rocket Israel. They kill Israelis in their home country. They attack the U.S. and kill numerous Americans on American soil. They behead numerous Christians and post videos on the Internet graphically showing this slaughter. They break a peace treaty with Israel. They sponsor a tv news station and we are to take their reporting as unbiased so as to look politically correct? I guess I am getting old. If we had done this during WW II, we would be speaking German if we were still here. I must have missed the boat on this issue.

You are right. I am sorry I thought you were the president. I, however saw your bigotry Adolf.

Could we have a little respect for tee square. I think this is our president incognito.

It sure seems like it.

Is Al Jazzera a bit like Radio Hanoi.

At least the Hatfields and McCoys chose different families!

When I was about 10 years old, my best friend, Billy Baumgartner's sister, about 17, was dating Duke Woodward. Duke had a candy apple red 51 Chevy with 2 antennas on the rear fenders. Painted on the fenders just below the antennas were pinstriped spider webs. Duke was our idol. When I was 17, I went the drag car route instead of custom. I had an E Gas 55 Chevy. I later sold every thing but the 265 engine. I bought a Dragmaster slingshot chassis and built a B Dragster. We bored the 265 60 over to 272, installed Crower imperial roller cam with Crower roller rockers, installed mondellow (sp) heads and popup pistons and had the whole engine balanced and blueprinted. We topped it off with Hillborn fuel injector. Now there are some old words I haven't heard for a while. The gasser was called "The Bad Bascom". We were sponsored by a local meat packer/market called McCombs Meat. We had written on the deck lid "You can't beat McCombs meat". The dragster was the "Bad Bascom Too". Those days were fun days.

A flying visited the earth. Their main goal was to make contact with an earth person. The problem is they came down in a western desert. After flying around for some time. They finally saw a gas station. One alien yelled "pull over". Since it was about 3:00 AM, the gas station was closed but they didn't realize that. The leader said, "you guys stay here. We don't want to scare them away." He departed the craft and walked up to a gas pump, raised his hand in a friendly manner and said,"Hi!" The gas pump of course does not reply. The alien tries again and again with no success. He rather angrily re enters his flying saucer where the rest of the rush up and eagerly ask,"what did he say. " To wit he replies in a disgusted tone,"He didn't say anything. He just stood there with his pecker in his ear."

That's right!! I forgot lakes plugs aka lakes pipes.

Holy cow! I can even remember wanting a car that was shaved and decked with fender skirts and droped in the back. It just had to have twin antennas, mirrors, spotlights, a club plaque and duals with glass packs. Oh yes don't forget the white walls. It was really cool if it had spider webs around the antennas. Don't forget 4 on the floor. By golly, I almost forgot the chrome halves on the headlights and the purple reflectors on the tail lights. I almost forgot the spinner hub caps.