Tuesday, March 31, 2009

A Democracy?

If you have not read The 5000 Year Leap or if you are a government educated boob. Go watch this and educate yourselves.
For those of you who are not uneducated boobs (which I know 99.9% of you are) watch it anyway and replenish your knowledge.

Update: Fixed the link. I went straight to the source.

And America burned while Obama played the drum machine.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Confused?

Here...

...Lemme explain it for you liberal assholes via a couple pictures... the pictures speak for themselves but they don't pop up and I apologize for that. I know you're used to a feeding frenzy of liberal rhetoric and swallow it hook, line and sinker while the pictures pop up, but not this time. Have fun you animated assholes!

Connect the dots for once...


Conversation of the day.

The Boy: Dad what happens when you start to grow hair down there? [peach fuzz]
Me: Where?
The Boy: You know DOWN THERE! (pointing at crotch)
Me: Oh that means you are starting puberty.
The Boy: Puberty?
Me: Yea you know the time you start to grow hair down there and your willie falls off.
The Boy: SHUT-UP!
Me: All kidding aside this is when you start to become a man.
The Boy: I thought I already was.
Me: You got a loooong way to go.
The Boy: Yeah I guess so, you got hair on your belly. Mine hasn't gotten that long yet.
Me: LMAO

Fuck Obama Day

Message to Rick Wagoner:

This is what happens when you sell your soul to the devil. You should have known that the term "bail-out" was smokescreen for nationalization. You fucking suits sit up there in your ivory towers completely oblivious of the true agenda in Washington, DC. And when you drive your unemployed ass home tonight and look in the mirror, don't get mad at Big Government. Get mad at yourself because you should have known better. You should have gone down with a fight rather than play in this political theater. It was really pathetic watching you clowns getting grilled in that Congressional hearing. You looked like a bunch of whiny little kids begging for candy. You got your candy alright. Straight from Satan himself.

I hereby declare my boycott of General Motors. This sucks because I've been eying that new Silverado but fuck it. I'm buying Japanese.

Hey Hussein, another one bites the dust, yeah? This house of cards you've built will come crashing down eventually. And we'll be standing around the mess laughing at your punk ass. Fuck you, Obama.

Hey Chrysler!! Wake up!!

FOD


So The Messiah just fired the CEO of GM. That is just fucking perfect. All you liberal bedwetters that cried about Bush violating the constitution by invading Iraq and holding dirtbags in GITMO without charges can cram it up your ass. Obama is wiping his ass with the constitution on a daily basis. He has no authority to tell the head of a private company "Your fired". Who does he think he is The Donald? No matter how much bailout money the government gave them TOTUS has no jurisdiction in the private sector. I am sure that the price of cars will be SOOOO much cheaper now that the Gov't is going to be in charge. Right? I mean the post office is doing so good they need to raise the price of stamps to cover the Post Master General's pay raise.

These nutless wonders that run ran these companies should have told Bush and Obama to stuff it and filed bankruptcy and restructured their companies. Now we are going to have the government running General Motors. Wonderful! You know how these narcissistic fuckers like to name shit after themselves. I can't wait for the 2010 Nancy Pelosi Hybrid or the 2011 Robert Bird SUV.

GM-Government Motors, just fucking great.

FUCK YOU OBAMA!

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Finally Stopped To Smell The Roses Again...

It's been a while since me and Pops got to spend some quality time together on the water, just me and him; fishin', drinkin' and talkin'. He called me last week and reminded me that Mom was back East for a week and he wanted something to do. I suggested fishing. DUH! I've never seen my dad happier than when he's got a line in the water.

I was really looking forward to Saturday @ Lower Otay. My dad used to take my Brother and me fishing and shooting out here when we were kids. Before the homes were built and the messicant's took over Chula Vista.

06:45 on the water and the wind was whippin'...


Yup. This is what it's all about...


sometimes life is really good...

I don't have anything to ad.


OTHER THAN.....I WILL!!!! BE ATTENDING!!!
And I stole it from The 9/12 Projectwho stole it from here


I just read that Glenn Beck and Fox News might be there so I am most definitely going!

Friday, March 27, 2009

Friday Night Fuck Us


I would have to say NO there is always 2010 and 2012.

Mercury(II) Thiocyanate

Remember the little black pills you got at the fireworks stand? You know the ones that you lit and it turned into a black coal snake. Well those were made from Mercury(II) Thiocyanate. Only problem is it put off Mercury vapor when you burned it. So now they make them with a safer sodium product. This is a video of Mercury(II) Thiocyanate being burned in it's powdered form. Pretty fuckin cool!

Hey Mehican "Cartel" Assholes...

This one is dedicated to you. When you assholes try to spill your shit over here you are in for a fucking big surprise putos. I can't wait to see the look on your faces whe you finally try it. I can only hope my camera is charged!



U.S. Ordinance is where's it's at...

Hey Messicho...Kiss My Brass!

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Blownstar

Supergurl and I need to know if August 14-16 is cool for anybody that wants to come. We need a head count of who is gonna show so we can see if it is monetarily feesible. What say y'all?

Don't Fuck With Cat...


Sorry, I'll take the lashings, but I had to post this one...

Hillary & Mehico Can Go Fuck Themselves...

Claudia sent me an email yesterday that got me fired up, so as trashed as I am, here it is…

It was kinda strange this time as we have never NOT encountered any Border Patrol dudes for once in our 20 years of camping at this place. This was strange and definitely not right! Where is the Border Patrol? No funds? Where are the Americans who actually give a shit about the freedom this country provides for us? Where the FUCK is the Border Patrol? Oh yeah, nevermind. I'm trying to forget that we have a Marxist for a silly POTUS...

Where’s the funding for National Security on our borders Osama? Country first! Constitution first! You swore to defend The Constitution, yet you and your motley crew wipe your ass with it every time you open your mouth. I despise you and your Marxist gang! All of you!


Thank you Claudia for the inspiration. I threw on Zeppelin III and went with it. This is dedicated to YE.

Z-man and I hit the dirt about midnight and cracked a few tall boys. It’s been a tradition for years to crack a fresh one about 300 yds. into the dirt road, arm ourselves and talk some shit. That’s what we did., and laughed until we hit the main road. We were the first ones to hit camp and we owned the campfire.

Z had his truck loaded! We’re talking leaf-springs maxed out. That fucker passed me just North of Sunrise Highway and gave me the bird. I tried to take a pic but it was blurry like my vision was at the time. I couldn't believe he fit all those panels in the back of his truck... The slacker that he usually is led me to belive that he would bail out on the trip. It's his last trip for a while, a long while. To my bro from another Mo......Tnanks for making the trip brother...

Sorry dude, I'm just going offa' the past. I'm not gonna haffa tah pay fo mah mogage. I aint gonna haffa pay fo' mah gas... I ain't gonna haffa gonna pay fo' anyting under this administration which is why I aint gonna haffa tah to pay for a fucking thing. I ain't gonna haffa pay fo shit! Wooo!

Saturday when the rest of the crew showed up it was on. Guitars, rifles and firearms. We’re just a nice bunch of law-abiding folks.. Nothing more…….nothing less.. We're just enjoying out Liberty, ya' know? That pesky thing that said that we can persue Life, Liberty and The Persuit of Happiness? Yeah that thing .

So I woke up on Friday and climbed the mountain while Z was passed out. There's something pretty bitchen about the sunrise in the desert. If you don't know what it is, I can't explain it to ya... You have to be there.

When the crew finally showed up on Saturday we were already trashed and throwing shoes. Sorry. Sue me for not getting any pictures...

Z on the guitar…


Collin on the guitar…


Nicholas on the Kimber…




Insert Zeppelin III…


After those dudes were done playin’, we headed to Cargo and Soupie’s grave for some rock placement. Miss ya’ Soupie!

R.I.P. Kittie!




As far as you Mexicans go, you can stay in your own country, cut people's head's off and seriously go fuck yourselves, beaners! Your bullshit isn't going to spill over here without resistance. I promise you that you wont get far Pedro. Guaranteed!

Fix your own country for once in your lives, Mehicho! That's what we did! Quit blaming us for you pussies who will never stand up to the plate and face off with the Cartel assholes. The Mexican Army? BWAHAHAHAHAHHA! More like the "French Army" if you ask me. Nothing but a bunch of pussies who will never stand up for themselves while talking shit about Americans the whole time. How do you say "Prosper" in Spanish?

La Raza, bring it on assholes! I'm ready for you fucking pussies to get in the mix. You're going down. Let's Go! Let's go Pedro!

Ya see? You can call us "racists" until the sun goes down, you can fool the usefull idiots some of the time, and you can fool the third-world country some of the time, but you are fooling yourself all of the time. I almost want your shit to spill over here so we we can finally put you assholes in your place, once and for good! I'm ready.

Fuck off Mexico!

I know Clintoon told you that it's all our fault for your problems, but we are tired of your shit and we're even more tired of her blamining your problems on us. We aren't going to take it any more.

Fix your own problems putos...

Putos...

We're watching you.



That's the way it's gonna stay....

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Thought for the day

Dear Liberals

~~I'm not sure who the original Author of this is, but I'm signing my name to it~~

Dear American liberals, leftists, social progressives, socialists, Marxists and Obama supporters, et al:

We have stuck together since the late 1950's, but the whole of this latest election process has made me realize that I want a divorce. I know we tolerated each other for many years for the sake of future generations, but sadly, this relationship has run its course. Our two ideological sides of America cannot and will not ever agree on what is right so let's just end it on friendly terms. We can smile and chalk it up to irreconcilable differences and go our own way.

Here is a model separation agreement:

Our two groups can equitably divide up the country by landmass each taking a portion. That will be the difficult part, but I am sure our two sides can come to a friendly agreement. After that, it should be relatively easy! Our respective representatives can effortlessly divide other assets since both sides have such distinct and disparate tastes.

We don't like redistributive taxes so you can keep them. You are welcome to the liberal judges and the ACLU. Since you hate guns and war, we'll take our firearms, the cops, the NRA and the military. You can keep Oprah, Michael Moore and Rosie O'Donnell (You are, however, responsible for finding a bio-diesel vehicle big enough to move all three of them).

We'll keep the capitalism, greedy corporations, pharmaceutical companies, Wal-Mart and Wall Street. You can have your beloved homeless, homeboys, hippies and illegal aliens. We'll keep the hot Alaskan hockey moms, greedy CEO's and rednecks. We'll keep the Bibles and give you NBC and Hollywood.

You can make nice with Iran and Palestine and we'll retain the right to invade and hammer places that threaten us. You can have the peaceniks and war protesters. When our allies or our way of life are under assault, we'll help provide them security.

We'll keep our Judeo-Christian values.. You are welcome to Islam, Scientology, Humanism and Shirley McClain. You can also have the U.N.. but we will no longer be paying the bill.

We'll keep the SUVs, pickup trucks and oversized luxury cars. You can take every Subaru station wagon you can find.

You can give everyone healthcare if you can find any practicing doctors. We'll continue to believe healthcare is a luxury and not a right. We'll keep The Battle Hymn of the Republic and the National Anthem. I'm sure you'll be happy to substitute Imagine, I'd Like to Teach the World to Sing, Kum Ba Ya or We Are the World.

We'll practice trickle down economics and you can give trickle up poverty your best shot. Since it often so offends you, we'll keep our history, our name and our flag.

I'll bet you ANWAR which one of us will need whose help in 15 years.


Sincerely,

CharlieDelta
American

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Coffee Table

Robert finished the new coffee table for dad last Friday and I finally got some pictures of it today.
The main box is oak plywood and the trim is all solid oak as well as the star.
I have to say, Rob did an excellent job and my dad loves it.


The front with his signature hand carved oak star.


The top with some tile left over from the bathroom remodel.
Then flip the lid over and you get a nice automan.

And the most important thing, Eddy approved it!!

Monday, March 23, 2009

It's here again...


Fuck Obama Day that is.
So what do we have this week.
Obama claims Bush's policies on terrorism did not keep us safe.
Turbo Tax Cheat Timmy is announcing a trillion dollar toxic asset buyout, behind closed doors.
France and Germany love his new executive pay cap policy.
And he is a flaming homosexual. Ok I made one of those up.
But he is making shit up as he goes along, so I figured it's par for the course.
Fuck Me Dead we are screwed!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Choke Canyon

I was going to break this post into the three days that we where there, but we only really spent about 24 hours at the lake, the rest was driving and packing/unpacking. So here is the synopsis of the time on the water and camping.

We loaded the Trooper the night before so we piled in the car and drove the over to The Wife's parents house and figured out who was riding in what. Since my wife had to drive my mother-in-law and her dog Chewbaka (Chewy for short) and my father in law only had room for one I got a car full of kids. The Boy, The Girl and The Cousin. We all headed out and hit SH-173 to Bandera, Texas "Cowboy Capital of the World".

Now when I drive I DO NOT FUCK AROUND! Cruise control on 75 and go. We only stop for emergencies got it? You can pee in a cup. I exaggerate of course, but I DO NOT like to stop. I want to get where I am going to yesterday. Well, I won't bore you with the drive, I loaded up the CD changer and put the petal down. Three hours and twenty minutes later we pull into Tilden, Tx which is where I popped this picture made famous over at the GOC.

We took off from the choke and puke and headed for Calliham State Park which is only about 20 minutes down the road. FINALLY we have arrived. I head into the park HQ with my father-in-law and find out what campsites we have, we picked 200 & 201which turned out to be OK, it was about a 30 yard walk to the water and about the same to the shitters. I started to unload my shit and set up. I dusted everybody else, my camp was done in about 30 minutes. After MFIL and I finished unloading all his shit from the boat and truck (and he brings ALOT of shit) we drove the truck around to the boat ramp and launched it. I backed it in and he and The Other Cousin drove it to the campground. I took some pictures, grilled some brats, drank some beer and went to sleep. Pretty uneventful day.

The next morning we got up and we had a heavy dew over night and of course everything that was not covered was soaking wet, including MFIL who chose to sleep on his cot instead of in the tent (I can't blame him though. Who wants to sleep with a 130lb Golden Retriever and your wife in a two person tent?) and this is where my trip starts to turn to shit. The sun was starting to break from the clouds and I cannot deal without my sunglasses, so I go over to the table and grab them and wipe off the mist. Well when I do that all the mirror finish wipes off with it. FUCK! Gotdamn you Wal-Mart!! This is the third pair that has done that to me from your optometry center and none of them were cheapo shades either. I mean that just fucked my day up. So we eat breakfast and the wife and I drive to Three Rivers about 11 miles one way. I HAVE to have shades no two ways about it. So we get to Super S and all they have a faggoty looking shit but the wife needed some shampoo. Drove over to the Valero station and found a $10 pair that would suffice the wife grabbed a coffee and a paper and we headed for the cash register. The teller rang us up and I reached to grab my wallet, nothing. Shit, I left it at camp under my pillow, fuck! Luckily the wife had $15 bucks on her and she covered it.

When we get back to camp everybody that wants to fish is ready to go, so we get the poles all rigged up for Crappie fishing because the dude at the bait shop said people where limiting out at The 99 Bridge. So we load up the soda waters, German soda waters and just waters and MFIL, The Boy and The Other Cousin head for The 99 bridge in the boat. It is where FM 99 crosses the lake, hence the name. It takes bout 30 minutes by boat to get there so I sat around and drank a couple of beers before the wife, the daughter and I head there by car. We all piled in the boat and putted around looking for a good place to tie-off and fish. Well it turns out that the Crappie fishing sucked! Thanks asshole! I know what he was doing. Selling minnows that's what he was doing.

Anyway, we find a spot in about 12 feet of water and since I only brought my bass pole everybody else fished for an hour or so. I drank beer and was the masterbaiter. After no luck but one catfish we decided to go in a little farther into the slip. We tied off and I was in a perfect spot to chunk a lure around. Three casts and BAM. Bass, and he was a fighter too. I damn near lost him in the trees. Now I was happy. The sunglasses were water under the bridge and I was catching fish. About 4-5 casts later another one, which gained the attention of some rednecks from Odessa who where shore fishing. Well as they made their way closer to us they stumbled across a gator. It was only about a foot and a half long and they tried to catch it with a bass lure. They succeeded in hooking it but it wrapped itself around a tree and headed for the bottom. Needless to say our fishing stopped and we spent the next 20 minutes or so watching these idiots try to land a gator. That is until momma showed up scared the shit out of them and they left. As did we. The wife loaded up the kids and went back to camp while MFIL and I took the boat back to camp.

Intermission

Whew, back. I had to run to the store and get a sixer. This is turning into a marathon post. Where was I? Oh yeah back at camp.

So we get back to camp and sit around for awhile and drink more beer and The Wife and MFIL head out about 100yds off-shore and are going to check the depth and them come back and get the kids if it is deep enough and the fish are biting, that took them a little over an hour. Boy did we have some pissed kids. They pulled in a dozen or so cat's in that time, so when they came in MFIL had to take The Bot and The Other Cousin out for awhile. Well they sacked them up a good amount also and that ended the fishing. The Wife, MFIL and The other Cousin went to clean fish I seasoned the T-Bones and got a CHARCOAL fire going in the provided grill on the ground. Well it took them longer than hell to clean all the fish and by the time they where done, cleaned up and ready to cook some dinner it was dark and the fire was half-dead. So I went out into the brush and found a log about two feet long and about 3 inches in diameter and I'm pretty sure it was ash and chunked it in.

Well lo and behold here comes deputy dipshit to check out everything walks around all the campsites, chastises a few people and starts to walk away when the smoke from my fire catches his eye. I knew right there that I was in trouble. See CHARCOAL fires on the ground are fine but WOOD fires are forbidden,which I knew, I just thought it was asinine. So Deputy Dickhead trots over and tells me I am in violation of the burn ban which in turn I told him the circumstances that lead up to the wood in the fire. He gave not one shit, told me I should have gone to town and gotten more charcoal. It's 22 FUCKING MILES!! So I tell him just write me the ticket and I'll deal with it later, so I hand him my license and he gets in his truck and fucking drives off. 45 minutes later he shows up ticket and license in hand. I begrudgingly sign the thing and shake his hand and go over and help the kids cook dinner. I was so pissed that I just drank a few alot more beer and called it a night,I didn't even eat, which I guess I should have since I gotta pay $160 fuckin dollar fine. I could have eaten a nice Ruth's Chris Steak dinner and had money leftover! Cocksuckers.

Anyway that pretty much sums it up. We got up the next morning and I had my shit packed and was ready to hit the road by 8:30. Stopped at the Calliham Store to grab a Coke and saw this. He caught that just earlier on Saturday. I did not hear the exact weight. I did hear 15lbs something ounces though! Here is the write up in the San Antonio Paper
So, tired, hungover and in desperate need of a shower and shave, I headed home. All in all it was fun but damn expensive. I forgot that part. An 18 pack and two packs of smokes cost me $30 at this store. The only one for 22 miles. Coincidence? 

Any way here are some pictures.


Camp


Hittin Waves


Tha Bass


Tha Pass, PawPaw needed a beer.



Snakes! I Fucking HATE Snakes.



Still had my good shades!


Tha Take


Sunset

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Redneck Jet-Ski

Robert and I went fishing yesterday and got skunked. But I did get a picture of this asshole's truck that kept buzzing us on his 1980's POS jet-ski rocking our boat while we tried to fish. The jet-ski eventually took a shit on him up-river from us and we took the opportunity to load the boat and leave him stranded. If he was not such an asshole and making wakes in a no wake zone we would have towed him back. Asshole!

Yup, that's his jet ski trailer.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Friday Night Anarchy!!

This is Rammstein. Somebody used this song and made a video lipsyncing Obama's Congressional Address along with other disturbing images of current and historical events. The video links Obama's politics with Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin, and with an apocalyptic Antichrist undertone. Chilling. Quite frankly, the video is fucking awesome.

This has been an outrageous week and, believe me, I feel and hear your anger out there. We're not going to take this shit lying down! Let's cap the week off with some loud fucking music packed full of fascist narcissistic lyrics. No one does it better than the Germans. Crank this shit!!


All tyranny needs to gain a foothold is for people of good conscience to remain silent.
Thomas Jefferson

Here is the original. Rammstein's "Ich Will" off of Mutter.

Damnit...

I have to take Obama's side on the Special Olympic comment last night. What is the big deal? I know..I know, if Bush had said it he would have been ripped to shreds but I still would have said BFD! I do have to admit that it was not very funny, but that is beside the point.
He was poking fun at himself, that's all.

I think we would all have to admit that we have compared ourselves to a "retard" at least once in our lives. Sucking at being funny is not offensive to me, it's just not funny.

Now if he would have said something like "When I bowl I look like that Corky kid from Life Goes On trying to fuck a watermelon.", that would have been funny. Maybe he needs lessons if he is going to do late night, ooooh I can't wait for him to do Conan...FUCKING PATHETIC.

And no arguing about this. Because we all know,

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Don't Fuck With Chuck VII

What a gig! Kick people’s asses and then charge 'em money to represent 'em.



This is the last one and I will be quiet for the next few days. Me and a group of about 10 are heading East to the desert for border duties. Well, that and a whole lot of drinking, shooting, drinking, horse-shoe throwin', drinking, jammin' and drinking. The weather is supposed to be in the upper 80's/low 90's. Absofuckinglutely beautiful. My trucks all loaded up and so am I. Now if that slacker Z-man would show up we could hit the road. I've been looking forward to this trip for months. We were supposed to go last weekend for my birthday, but shit got messed up and we had to bump it a week.

FUCK YEAH!!!! It's finally here! Once my tires hit the desert dirt I am in Heaven. My camera is fully charged so I'll be snappin' lots o' pics! See y'all Sunday unless I'm having too much fun and decide to stay until Monday which is likely. It'll be a desert dedication to FOD!

Anyways, hope everyone has a great weekend. I know I will!

Conspiracy Proposal

I wouldn't put this past the Democrats. This AIG bonus fiasco sets the perfect stage for an ugly agenda put into motion. Work with me here. Retention bonuses paid out to financial institution employees represent a very common business practice in good times and bad. We know now that Congress knew of these bonuses and approved of them while designing the bail-out packages put into motion during 2008 and, most recently, the 2009 "porkulus." Knowing about the impending firestorm that would erupt, Congressional Democrats allowed this to happen so as to setup some legislative precedence. Never let some good old-fashioned class warfare go to waste.

Today, they passed a 90% tax on bonuses paid out to employees of these bailed-out financial institutions, and apparently its retroactive. Whose to say that they won't take this another step further down the road and tax high-end incomes at a 90% tax rate for the sake of the "public good." In other words, they would allow us to earn income up to a certain amount of money, then tax all incomes above that threshold at a 90% tax rate. You know what that's called?

Pandora's Box is now officially open for business. Wake up, America!

New blog

Look who has started their own blog.
I guess he saw my picture.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Don't Fuck With Chuck VI

Doesn't this guy ever quit?

Hammer is blogging again!!

He must have been hibernating!

The Hammer!

TOTUS

Rush called him this today and I thought it would make a funny picture.
This is what we have for a peeresident.

The Teleprompter Of The United States.

Don't Fuck With Chuck V

One for the ladies...

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The Rant Continues

Two Dogs commented on my post below with a link to Another Heart Warming Post on his blog from yesterday. Two Dogs is way better at explainin' things than I am. Head on over if you think you can handle the truth.

$11,000,000,000,000

It happened within the last hour. I noticed it posted on Drudge and then I looked at our National Debt Clock posted on the lower right side of this blog. Yup. $11T. I can't believe it has come to this. We have, what, 305 million people in America? And about half of us pay federal income taxes, leaving 152.5 million to pay the bill. And if you assume an average household size of 2.25, the national debt burden is $162,295 per federal tax paying household. This doesn't include federal taxes required to fund ongoing government operations. It doesn't include interest payments on the debt. It doesn't include any state or local taxes, and it doesn't include unfunded future liabilities in the form of entitlements.

To put this in a different perspective, consider this. The median home price in the United States was $180,000 by year-end 2008. So the national debt burden is now close to the median cost of a home, which most people finance with a 30-year mortgage. Obviously, federal tax paying households cannot handle a double-mortgage. So the debt will have to be deferred down the generations, with each generation chipping away at the block. Progress can only be made when the government stops borrowing, and there are no signs of that stopping right now.

The longer it takes to pay it off, the more expensive it becomes. In 2008, our interest payments were $500 billion, folks. It will be larger for 2009. So that means in two years, we will have shifted over $1 trillion of our resources away from productive means in order to pay interest on debt alone, all while the overall principle balance continues to increase because the government won't stop borrowing and spending. Is this sinking in, yet? Are you following me? It gets worse. We will...I guarandamnfuckingtee it...we will be printing money because investors, both national and international, are becoming increasingly wary of our economic health. And when we can't sell enough debt to fund the government's hunger, we are forced to monetize debt by printing more money. You know what happens after the money printing presses stop smoking? I-N-F-L-A-T-I-O-N!!

You wanna know why the government is frantic to generate new sources of revenue? Because it's running out of money!! Unemployment is on the rise. Business investment has plummeted. Trillions of dollars in wealth has disappeared within one year from the major stock exchanges. And the recession is spreading on a global scale. And all the government can think about is more government and the advancement of a sinister agenda aimed directly at our liberties. After the government has exhausted all external sources of income, it will be forced to fire up the printing presses at an unprecedented rate. And when that happens...lights out, New York, just like in Atlas Shrugged.

It's a roller coaster ride headed straight to Hell, and this ride doesn't have an emergency stop switch. It's a shitball rolling downhill faster and faster, engulfing everything in its path!! That's right! WE - ARE - FUCKED!!

We are so unbelievably fucked that I can't believe we have yet to take the streets with our fists clinched. Somebody, somewhere has got to do something! I don't know what that something is but I don't feel liable at all for this national debt. I didn't vote for it. I didn't ask for it. I haven't benefited from it, and I know it is morally wrong and economically unsustainable to sack our future generations with this debt. But we have nowhere to hide!

One day the piper will have to be paid, and the piper ain't very nice. We're talking China, Russia, OPEC, we got Communists crawling all over Central and South America...you name it. We have sold this country down the river with Satan manning the oars. Fuck you, Washington, DC. FUCK YOU TO HELL!!! So help me God I will avenge the sins the Baby Boomer generation has inflicted upon my generation and those behind me. You 1960s Communist rejects can kiss my mother fucking ass.

It's time...

Weeeeeere Baaaack.

Just rolled in from Choke Canyon, tired, sore and a little pissed. I have not showered in two days and I have a massive hangover.
More later. With pictures

UPDATE: I washed my stinky ass then got dinner ready.
YUM!! Fried Catfish tonight.

What a fucking buffoon...

Everyday should be Fuck Obama Day because I can't think of one day since he's been in office when he hasn't fucked up something. Every time I turn around, one of his nominees is in some kind of trouble, whether it be tax evasion or conflicts of interest. Now we find out that AIG execs get to walk away with over $160 million in bonuses, regardless of the fact that AIG lost $65 billion (the largest in corporate American history) last quarter alone. All this is despite the $170 billion of our tax dollars already pumped into that fucking company. Meanwhile, Obama aids whine about how they inherited this bail-out mess. Hey morons!!! Your Messiah voted for the bail-out packages last year!! Remember?? But we won't bother you losers with the facts.

In all fairness, we should put our AIG rage into perspective. After all, the company is now 80% owned by the taxpayers so, theoretically, how are these bonuses any different from typical government bureaucrat compensation packages? AIG loses $65 billion in one quarter, and the federal government has burdened us with over $10 trillion in debt. God only knows how bad it is at the state levels. Government bureaucrats are paid an obscene amount of money for fucking up our society, and I know you all have seen various government salary data posted from time to time. It's God awful unfuckingbelievable what some of these people make. AIG executives are paid an obscene amount of money for fucking up their shareholders and now the taxpayers. What's the difference? Obama & Company's "anger" smacks of hypocrisy, and, oh! how convenient the timing considering that these ass pirates knew about the bonuses and approved them as part of the bail-out packages! It's impossible to take you polliticians seriously, it really is. Folks, it's all business as usual / SNAFU!

Hope. Change. Bend over taxpayer.

Now we find out that Obama wants to shore-up government coffers by requiring private insurance companies to reimburse the Dept. of Veterans Affairs for the medical treatment of troops injured in service. Can we insult our military personnel any lower?? Holy fucking shit!!!! Yeah, that's how you treat your citizens; send them to war and make them help pay for their injuries via higher insurance premiums. We all know how much the Left hates the military, but this idea is below the waist and bordering on moral disaster. Obama, you're a sorry sack of shit!! Your incompetence is overwhelming. The dollar figures are dizzying. Your political capital is waning fast, and even barking moonbat members from your own filthy Party are calling you incompetent. You ass!! This whole system is spinning out of control.

I think we should send our birth rate down to 0.00. Start the fuck over I guess. What a mess.

Breaking News: It was just reported that Obama is going to end the Armed Pilots Program. Terrorist Muslims were dancing in the streets across the Middle East immediately following the announcement.

See what I mean? This guy is a fucking buffoon.

Don't Fuck With Chuck IV

Monday, March 16, 2009

Happy Fuck Obama Day!

Here's the Obama prayer that's been floating around the web. Sean Hannity read it last week on his radio show.

Our Obama, who art from heaven, or Hawaii,
or Chicago, or possibly Kenya,
Liberal be thy name,
Thy presidency come,
Thy will be done,
On Earth, as it is in San Francisco.
Give us this day our daily handouts.
And forgive us our individualism,
As we forgive those who don't properly inflate their tires.
And lead us not into the Clintons,
But deliver us from McCain
For thine is the kingdom,
and the power, and the glory,
for two full terms.

RobertinSeattle sent this.

Happy FOD and don't forget to fly the bird towards DC on your way out the door today! Fuck you, Obama Hussein!! You fool a lot of people, but you don't fool me ya sick punk!!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Don't Fuck With Chuck III



Yeah, I'm stoked! Supergurl is flying into town tonight for a week's vacation. We're going to get together tonight for some drinks and laughs. I can't wait! She was hoping to hang out a the beach or have some drinks poolside, but I'm working all week and gotta start getting ready for the desert this next weekend. Damn, I wish I could just retire and do all the shit that I want to do.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Lone Star Shopping

Found this over at 912project.com.

Don't Fuck With Chuck II

Friday, March 13, 2009

I love this stuff



Could you imagine seeing this shit in real life? Frightening and awe inspiring at the same time. The genie out of the bottle. To be the guy that watched that for the first time. Holy shitballs! I bet they shat themselves. Who knew what was going to happen, a little bang or a gigantic one. Truly world changing events.

Speaking of world changing, maybe we need to "inspire" a few countries..cough Iran..hack..North Korea. I am not advocating dropping nukes on civilians that have no control over what their leaders are doing, but a few j-dams followed by a couple low-yields in the same hole on suspected nuclear installations, why not? Show 'em who has the big stick still.

Happy Birthday CD!



Hope you have a blast on your birthday! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!
Have fun brother! Happy B-Day!

P.S.I got you a present. It is a woverine punching bag.

Have fun blowing it up!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Don't Fuck With Chuck

I got an email from one of my vendors today that had me in stitches laughing.

Chuck fucking Norris!

I remember my Dad taking my brother and me to the movies the first Tuesday of every month when we were kids 'cause Mom used to have about two dozen drunken cacklin' wimmin over for "Bunco" once a month. Mom used to play Bunco every Tuesday for as long as I can remember, and once a month she would host. She doesn't drink either. She loves to host.

My Dad couldn't get out of there quick enough and my brother and I reaped the benefits back then. Dad would take us out for junk food and then to a movie and more junk food.

Dad always took us to the "coolest" movies too. Invasion U.S.A., Delta Force, and every once in a while an "R" Rated movie. One with boobage! Something like Used Cars. Weren't the '80's great? Fuck yeah they were.



Don't fuck with Chuck!

Remember August 1st is just around the corner.

I thought these where pretty cool.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I Love This Time Of Year

Spring is just around the corner, I gained another hour of daylight and everything around here is green! Losing an hour of sleep sucks, but gaining an hour of light kicks ass! Now I can finally get something constructive done when I get home from work. Take a walk to Murray and try my luck with swim baits? Rotate the tires? Grill some steaks without a flashlight? Mow the lawn? Punch a dumbass hippy? Fuck! I love this time of year!

Oh hell yea!

The Fred Thompson Show.
I think that is all that needs to be said.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

ONE TRILLION DOLLARS!


You know these figures of one million/billion/trillion dollars are batted around like flies.
This guy puts it into a picture I think will make all your jaws drop.

Comrade Charlie Rangel

This fucking asshole should've been thrown in prison a long time ago. I am so tired of these arrogant assholes in DC who don't understand that they work for us, not the other way around. Well, I guess with the Magical Negro in office now it's all going to change. We'll be working for them like little Chinese kids in a sweat shop. Hell. What am I saying? We already are!!!

I'm just glad there's people out there like Jason Mattera to call them on their bullshit right to their faces. Right on Jason! My first beer when I get home is dedicated to you brother!



Fuck YOU Rangel, you steamy pile of shit!

Meet Willie









We have added a new member to the Jackson clan. Introducing Willie, a 3-year old male. For those of you who have been with us here at GGDF since the beginning, you may recall when Cassinova disappeared, our orange tabby, within weeks of moving into our new house. Losing Cassinova was devastating to the kids, and we simply took our time replacing him.

My son just got his braces on, and he had to have a small surgery removing an extra tooth on top (called a supernumerary for those of you medically inclined). He's been such a trooper that I decided it was time to get our pets on.

So we adopted Willie two weeks ago. He was captured by Seattle animal control roughly six months ago and was rescued by Another Chance Pet Adoption. We actually adopted two cats, the other being a 7-year old male tabby. His name is Mac but we had to return him. There was constant cat fighting, and they would not share the litter. And you know what that means; when one's crapping in the shitter the other one is crapping in the living room. And as most of you know, two of the most hurrendous events on earth occur when a cat shits and when Democrats open their mouths.

After Mac was removed, Willie still wouldn't crap in the litter. So we were forced to put him in confinement, and after nearly two days of stuffing him full of tasty cat food, he still wouldn't crap (probably confused). This morning around 3:00 am Willie dropped some nuclear bombs into the litter box and then was trying to scratch his way out of the laundry room. I got up and walked in there to discover that the deed was done. Willie knew it, too. He was meowwing and rubbing against my leg. He knew he had passed the test. Welcome aboard little buddy, and don't even think about walking out that door. Because, damnit, we're not going to lose another cat to those fucking coyotes.