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We are being attacked by proponents of an extremist agenda. Should I roll over on my back, like the subservient pooch, exposing it's vital parts to the alpha male? Or maybe I should take my cue from the primates, and bend over and submit to a perfunctory ass-fucking from the dominant ape? No thanks. I've got a wife and two sons, ages 15 and 12. The three of them are my reasons for living. If the crazy-ass war monger and Caribou Barbie are in charge, we will be at war for the forseeable future. With a military already broken by a drunken frat boy who just couldn't wait to call himself a "war-time president", a draft is the only way we will be able to fight the McCain-Palin wars. Sarah Palin has already proven herself an accomplished liar. McCain changes his story like I change my socks, (but in all probability, the senile old fart just doesn't remember what his position was yesterday). But make no mistake, McCain wants a piece of Iran, and Miss Mooseburger just wants her foot in the door long enough to stick a shiv in Grandpa's back and set about preparing for the "Rapture". In any case, I will do ANYTHING to keep my boys out of their clutches. I'll say it again ... fuck "nice".
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