They are only half brown. He/she/it is about a quart low.

My comment was directed at all politicians who claim affiliation with any political party.”

Ron, I realize that, but thought that if I mentioned the source, the left-leaning board would feel better about it.

My comment was directed at all politicians who claim affiliation with any political party.

I hope your idiocy is intentional Dave. Obviously it was a foregone conclusion these strong conservatives would coast in the primaries. We will show up to overthrow Idiot Boy in record numbers.

“Put politicians on minimum wage and take away their health insurance and see how fast things change”

I see your point and it makes sense, but it was rabidly liberal Democrat Dick Saslaw that was championing pay raises for the General Assembly in the name of more regular people being encourged to run for the office so they could afford to make a living during their term. Otherwise the well-off people who don’t need the money are all that can afford the job if they get it. Now let’s talk about campaign money, Mr. Saslaw….

Oh yes, it makes me want to gag when I hear people talk a big game, but can’t get their lazy arse to the polls. To me, that’s like kicking back in a lawn chair and blowing off the last lap of the race.

Yo, Tea Party, you have a lot of good ideas, but if no more of you are voting than this, I’m quite disappointed. To think I was literally 1% of that precinct’s vote yesterday…. pitiful.

Bud the Cowboy
>
>
> A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous
> pasture in Montana when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out
> of a cloud of dust.
> The driver, a young man in a Brioni® suit, Gucci® shoes, RayBan®
> sunglasses and YSL® tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, “If
> I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will
> you give me a calf?”
>
> Bud looks at the man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at his
> peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, “Sure, why not?”
>
> The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell® notebook computer,
> connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3® cell phone, and surfs to a NASA
> page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact
> fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that
> scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.
>
> The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop® and
> exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany …
>
> Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot® that the image
> has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL®
> database through an ODBC connected Excel® spreadsheet with email on his
> Blackberry® and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
>
> Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech,
> miniaturized HP LaserJet® printer, turns to the cowboy and says, “You
> have exactly 1,586 cows and calves.”
>
> “That’s right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,” says Bud.
>
> He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with
> amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.
>
> Then Bud says to the young man, “Hey, if I can tell you exactly what
> your business is, will you give me back my calf?”
>
> The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, “Okay, why not?”
>
> “You’re a Congressman for the U.S. Government”, says Bud.
>
> “Wow! That’s correct,” says the yuppie, “but how did you guess that?”
>
> “No guessing required.” answered the cowboy. “You showed up here even
> though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already
> knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of dollars’ worth
> of equipment trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you
> don’t know a thing about how working people make a living – or about
> cows, for that matter. This is a herd of sheep.
>
> Now give me back my dog.
>