Damen Wrote:
Almost as cool as the commercial that got Homer to join the naval reserve
Daybreak: Tucawka. The proud men and women of the Navy are
fighting for freedom. But you're in Lubbuck, Texas, hosing stains
off a monument. You're in the Naval Reserve. America's
seventeenth line of defense, between the Mississippi National
Guard, and the League of Women Voters. After basic training,
you'll only have to work one weekend a month. And most
of that time, you're drunk off your ass.
And look here these folks are now: Iraq. Or worse yet,Walter Reed, learning how great life can be sans a limb.
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Throughout his life, from childhood until death, he was beset by severe swings of mood. His depressions frequently encouraged, and were exacerbated by, his various vices. His character mixed a superficial Enlightenment sensibility for reason and taste with a genuine and somewhat Romantic love of the sublime and a propensity for occasionally puerile whimsy.
harry Wrote:
I understand that you, of all people, know this crisis and, in your own way, are working to address it. You, the madras-pantsed julip-sipping Southern cracker and me, the oldman hippie California fruit cake are brothers in the struggle to save our country.
FT Wrote:
LooGAR (the straw that stirs the drink)
