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Re: It\'s OK Ozarkjeep, we\'re fine.

The last time I looked, this was still America, and every single soul here has the God given right to think... and say exactly what they think.
I spent six years in the military protecting that right, and all of the other rights you have here in America.

If you don't like some, or all of the current political structure, vote. If you don't vote, you have no right to bitch.

There is no accounting for taste, or in many cases, the lack of taste.
I don't care what adults do in their homes. I don't care what opinions others might have.
They have the right to spout any thing that comes to mind.

I have the right NOT to have to listen to it.

In 1995, I was trying to find a house in the Fla. Keys for a reasonable price
(reasonable price is an oxymoron in the Keys).
My girlfriend and I went to a restaurant to have Thanksgiving dinner.
Four Queers came in and set down behind us just about the time our food came. They were obviously two 'couples'.
Their conversation almost immediately rolled around to bleeding rectal infections.
I asked them to find another topic of conversation while we ate.
All four started screaming that I was a homophonic Nazi, and they had free speech rights.
One of them grabbed the front of my shirt, and I knocked him out. Not violently, just a pressure point tap under the chin. The last thing I want to do is trade blood with an obvious high risk person for aids, hepatitis, and a thousand other things.
The owner of the restaurant, a stout older woman, boxed our meals up immediately, and gave us gift certificates to come back with, but told us the queers had already called the police.
We left, and went back about a week later. The owner said that is how they keep the 'straight' people from coming there, we just happened to stumble in the latest restaurant the militant queers wanted to take over.
She said she told the sheriff's deputy that they laid hands on me first, and no warrant was issued, and the guy wasn't seriously injured, but had a migraine headache when he left. (normal after effects of a pressure point knock out)
She gave us free food a couple of times a week for two months just to have us, and some people I had been diving with hang around.
The so called 'Men' wanted nothing to do with someone that won't tolerate having his rights violated.
(We became friends with the owner, and we still get Christmas cards from her)

I have no political view on being queer, or having a communicable disease, or being a junkie, I just don't choose to associate with them, and I will not tolerate having a hand laid on me. That is my right.
I don't do it to others, and I won't have it done to me.

I do have an objection to the use of the word 'Gay'.
Gay means happy, carefree, child like, not being queer.
'Queer', coincidentally, means strange, odd, unusual, not normal.
You decide.

The way I have it figured, for every queer couple, that means there are two more potential women out there for me....
(anybody seen the extra 8.8 million women I'm supposed to have dibs on?)

I don't argue Religion, Politics, Sports or what a woman might be thinking.... (sic)
I will argue Budwiser or Coors on Sunday when I'm getting free beer!
I will argue Memphis style Bar-B-Que over St. Louis style Bar-B-Que, and both over Texas style Bar-B-Que...
(Texas Bar-B-Que, Tomato Ketchup, Coca-Cola, Beer and Pepper... Not my favorite)
I will argue live bait over plastic worms if there is free beer involved on a Sunday.

Later on, Aaron

So many cats.... So few recipes...

 

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Re: It\'s OK Ozarkjeep, we\'re fine.

I'm all for CJ Dave for president!
I want to be the secretary of Sunday beer or 'Hare & Hound' trail outings or something...

I did not press charges, the courts have more important things to do than deal with two guys that got into a pissing contest.
My point was, I don't care what people talk about, as long as it's appropriate to the forum,
(I have a lot of room to talk, we are on a Jeep BBS!)
and not hurting anyone physically. My girlfriend would have been physically sick if the conversation on bleeding rectal infections has progressed. This was a nice restaurant, not the school yard with fifth graders trying to gross each other out, or a medical center where one should expect conversations on infections.
It's a question of GOOD TASTE, and when you lay hands on someone, accountability.
I WILL hold you ACCOUNTABLE for your actions. It was their CHOICE of subject matter.
I ASKED them to change the subject. It was their CHOICE to make it a confrontation.
I had no choice when hands were laid on me...

As for Texas Barbecue.... I've been all over Texas at one time or another, from El Paso, to Austin, to Houston to Dallas, to the Big Bend country, and I still have yet to have good Texas style barbecue....
Now, If you want to put your money where your mouth is....
Invite us all down for some 4-Wheelin' and some barbecue & beer, and we'll be the judges... (sly grin...) ....

If you want a real laugh, look below! A friend of my cousin wrote this, and it's about a Texas Chili cook-off.
I love Texas Chili!

Recently I was honored to be selected as an
Outstanding Famous Celebrity from TEXAS to be a judge at a chili cook-off, basically because no one else wanted to do it.
Also the original person called in sick at the last moment and I
happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking
directions to the beer wagon when the call came.
I was assured by the other two judges that the chili wouldn't be all
that spicy, and besides they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted this as being one of those burdens you endure when you're a writer and known and adored by all.
Here are the scorecards from the event:

Chili # 1: Mike's Maniac Mobster Monster Chili
JUDGE ONE: A little too heavy on tomato. Amusing kick.
JUDGE TWO: Nice, smooth tomato flavor Very mild.
FRANK: Holy smokes, what is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway with it. Took me two beers to put the flames out. Hope that's the worst one. These people are crazy.

Chili # 2: Arthur's Afterburner Chili
JUDGE ONE: Smoky (barbecue?) with a hint of pork. Slight
Jalapeno tang.
JUDGE TWO: Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be
taken seriously.
FRANK: Keep this out of reach of children! I'm not sure what I am supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. Shoved my way to the front of the beer line. The barmaid looks like a professional wrestler after bad night. She was so irritated over my gagging sounds that the snake tattoo under her eye started to twitch. She has arms like Popeye and a face like
Winston Churchill.
I will NOT pick a fight with her.

Chili # 3: Fred's Famous Burn Down the Barn Chili
JUDGE ONE: Excellent firehouse chili! Great kick. Needs more
beans.
JUDGE TWO: A beanless chili, a bit salty, good use of red
peppers.
FRANK: This has got to be a joke. Call the EPA, I've located a
uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been sneezing Drano.
Everyone knows the routine by now and got out of my way so I could make it to the beer wagon.
Barmaid pounded me on the back; now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. She said her friends call her "Sally."
Probably behind her back they call her "Forklift."

Chili # 4: Bubba's Black Magic
JUDGE ONE: Black bean chili with almost no spice.
Disappointing.
JUDGE TWO: Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish
for fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
FRANK: I felt something scraping across my tongue but was unable to taste it. Sally was standing behind me with fresh refills so I wouldn't have to dash over to see her.
When she winked at me her snake sort of coiled and uncoiled ... it's kind of cute.

Chili # 5: Linda's Legal Lip Remover
JUDGE ONE: Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
JUDGE TWO: Chili using shredded beef; could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers makea strong statement.
FRANK: My ears are ringing and I can no longer focus my eyes.
I belched and four people in front of me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed hurt when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage.
Sally saved my tongue by pouring beer directly on it from a pitcher. Sort of irritates me that one of the other judges asked me to stop screaming.

Chili # 6: Vera's Very Vegetarian Variety
JUDGE ONE: Thin yet bold. Good balance of spice and peppers.
JUDGE TWO: The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.
FRANK: My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous flames. No one wants to stand behind me except Sally. I asked if she wants to go dancing later.

Chili # 7: Susan's Screaming Sensation Chili
JUDGE ONE: A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
JUDGE TWO: Ho Hum, tastes as if the chef threw in canned
chili peppers at the last moment.
FRANK: You could put a hand grenade in my mouth and pull the pin and I wouldn't feel it. I've lost the sight in one eye and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My clothes are covered with chili which slid unnoticed out of my mouth at some point.
Good, at autopsy they'll know what killed me. Go Sally, save yourself before it's too late. Tell our children I'm sorry I was not there to conceive them.
I've decided to stop breathing, it's too painful and I'm not getting any
oxygen anyway. If I need air I'll just let it in through the hole in my stomach.
Call the X-Files people and tell them I've found a super nova on my tongue.

Chili # 8: Helen's Mount Saint Chili
JUDGE ONE: This final entry is a good, balanced chili, neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge Number 3 fell and pulled the chili pot on top of himself.
JUDGE TWO: A perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili, safe for all, not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
FRANK: Is that you mama.......?

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