Saturday, July 11, 2009

GONE FISHIN'..


BE BACK ON JULY 18th!!! WoooHooo

Friday, July 10, 2009

Welfare Poem

I cross ocean, Poor and broke, Take bus, See employment folk.

Nice man treat me Good in there, Say I need to See welfare.

Welfare say,'You come no more, We send cashRight to your door.

'Welfare checks,They make you wealthy, Medicaid it keepYou healthy!

By and by,I get plenty money,Thanks to you, American dummy.

Write to friendsIn motherland,Tell them 'come Fast as you can.

'They come in turbans And Ford trucks, I buy big houseWith welfare bucks

They come here,We live together, More welfare checks, It gets better!

Fourteen families,They moving in, Bu t neighbor's patience Wearing thin.

Finally, white guyMoves away, Now I buy his house,And then I say,

'Find more aliens For house to rent.' And in the yardI put a tent.

Send for family They just trash, But they, too, Draw the welfare cash!

Everything is Very good, And soon we Own the neighborhood.

We have hobby it's called breeding, Welfare pay For baby feeding.

Kid's need dentist? Wife's need pills? We get free! We got no bills!

American's crazy! He pay all year,To keep welfare Running here.

We think America Darn good place!Too darn good for The white man race.

If they no like us, They can scram, Got lots of room in Pakistan .

It is interesting that the federal government provides a Single refugee with a monthly allowance of $1,890.00 And each can also get an additional $580.00 in social assistance for a total of $2,470.00 . This compares very well to a single pensioner who after contributing to the growth and development of America for 40 to 50 years can only receive a monthly maximum of $1,012.00 in old age pension and Guaranteed Income Supplement. Maybe our pensioners should apply as refugees!

Sunday, July 5, 2009

An Ode to America


The article was written by Mr. Cornel Nistorescu and published under the title "C"ntarea Americii, meaning "Ode To America ") in the Romanian newspaperEvenimentulzilei" The Daily Event" or "News of the Day".

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Why are Americans so united?They would not resemble one another even if you painted them all one color! They speak all the languages of the world and form an astonishing mixture of civilizations and religious beliefs.Still, the American tragedy turned three hundred million people into a hand put on the heart.Nobody rushed to accuse the White House, the army, or the secret service that they are only a bunch of losers.Nobody rushed to empty their bank accounts.Nobody rushed out onto the streets nearby t o gape about.Instead the Americans volunteered to donate blood and to give a helping handAfter the first moments of panic, they raised their flag over the smoking ruins, putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the colors of the national flag.They placed flags on buildings and cars as if in every place and on every car a government official or the president was passing.On every occasion, they started singing:"God Bless America !"I watched the live broadcast and rerun after rerun for hours listening to the story of the guy who went down one hundred floors with a woman in a wheelchair without knowing who she was, or of the Californian hockey player, who gave his life fighting with the terrorists and prevented the plane from hitting a target that could have killed other hundreds or thousands of people.How on earth were they able to respond united as one human being? ; Imperceptibly, with every word and musical note, the memory of some turned into a modern myth of tragic heroes.And with every phone call, millions and millions of dollars were put into a collection aimed at rewarding not a man or a family, but a spirit, which no money can buy.What on earth can unite the Americans in such a way?Their land? Their history? Their economic Power? Money?I tried for hours to find an answer, humming songs and murmuring phrases with the risk of sounding commonplace, I thought things over, I reached but only one conclusion... Only freedom can work such miracles. ~~~Cornel Nistorescu

Ray & Jim


Ray & Jim
(Georgia mechanical engineers)
were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up.
A woman walked by and asked what they were doing.
'We're supposed to find the height of the flagpole,' said Jim,
but we don't have a ladder.'
The woman took a wrench from her purse, loosened a few bolts,
and laid the pole down.
Then she took a tape measure from her
pocket, took a measurement, announced, 'Eighteen feet, six inches,'
and walked away.
Ray shook his head and laughed.
'Ain't that just like a woman!
We ask for the height and she gives us the length!'
Jim and Ray are currently working for the government...
helping to design the "stimulus package."

by David W. Andersen