"Give me my Guns, my god, and my money....you keep the "change"". This was the bumper sticker that was on the car that I had to drive over 100 miles this morning (why, is another story entirely). I don't know which I had more anxiety over, getting dirty looks from folks with an actual working brain, or getting approving looks from demented crackers who were cranking their Hank Williams Jr.
Yeehaw, I made it home.
Yeehaw, I made it home.