Saturday, April 15, 2006

Mr. Hellpig you are not welcome on my blog. Now go away.
your IP address is -
your OS
Microsoft WinME

This is your last warning.
Signed Blog Administrator

Due to continued harrassment by Mr. Hell Pig here and on other places I give all interested parties this info -
MOST LIKELY LOCATION (note: star does not denote actual location) Kent is a little south of Seattle/North of Tacoma.
If after a suitable period of time Mr. Hell Pig ceases his trolling here and at other places then this info will be removed. I and others are working to aquire his exact location and name.

Sunday, January 29, 2006

A lot of people are arguing about whether Our Glorious Leader President Bush has the power to fight the scourge of Terrorism as he sees fit. Well of course he does.

On 9-1-1 the World changed. Everything changed. In addition somewhere around that date The Congress changed the Constitution. It is all a matter of trust. If we can't trust Our Glorious Leader who can we trust? Certainly not the Terrorists. Duh!

Saturday, November 05, 2005

As the profile box only allows 1200 characters here is my complete profile:

I'm the epitome of the Superior American. My heritage is American Indian, African, Spainish, Celtic, German, Chinese, Japanese, Tibetan, Indian Indian, Arab, Persian, and Scandinavian. Just about everything but Pacific Islander. Freaking Pacies.

A self made man. Born poor in rural America, I walked 10 miles to school. Each way. Barefoot.By 2nd grade my feet were worn down to bloody stumps. By 3rd grade I was working as a Milker at Farmer Walker's Bull Farm. As I worked alone I felt like my own Boss. Except summers. Farmer Walker's grandson George would come then and "help out". With George's help production quotas would never be met. I would have to work with extra vigor & by the end of summer my hands were worn down to bloody stumps. After a few summers, Uncle Walker caught George "dipping into the profits" and then George was sent to a Mr. Brownie’s Arabian Stud Horse Farm for summers.

I was also a choirboy at church. Soon after my voice started to change & to increase my range Father Benedict would often use a special "vocal stretcher" which kinda hurt till near the end when a soothing balm would be applied on my chords. By 16 I was an Eagle Scout. With these experiences I was filled with enough manliness that I was accepted into the local StoneCutters Guild.

As soon as I reached majority I saw it as my duty to serve my fellow countrymen & with a recommendation from my Republican Senator(He was Father Benedict's brother) I was accepted to West Point & Annapolis. My experiances with the Boy Scouts & the Choir I was used to "pulling double duty".

I retired from the Armed Forces after serving as a S.E.A.L., Army Ranger, Airborne, Special Ops & the Coast Guard Men's Choir.

I'm a Veteran of WWII, Korea, Vietnam, Nicaragua, Haiti, Grenada, Panama, Kuwait & Iraq Wars of Liberation.

Using my well earned G.I. Bills I went back to school & received a BS.,MS.,MD.,PHD & a BDSM from Yale & SMU.

I started my own Defense related company & using the strong contacts I made with other men while in the Armed Forces I was soon quite well off. Politically I'm a registered Republican, however I make sure to donate to the Democratic leadership also.

I rejoined the Government as a procurer at the Pentagon & after a few years I returned to my company which I had left in such good hands when I was gone that the company profits had soared with multiple Military contracts. Delegating is very important in business.

I'm now retired & now in my spare time I'm a Scout Master & Choir Conductor at my local Church.