We Hunt And Fish Or We'll Go

I Think You Should Ride The Line Between Fatigue And Chaos. The Chaos Keeps The Energy Level And Spontaneity Maximized, While Fatigue Is Just Over The Edge, And You Should Try To Avoid It.

I Have Obviously Failed To Galvanize And Prod, If Not Shame Enough Americans To Be Ever Vigilant Not To Let A Chicago Communist Raised Communist Educated Communist Nurtured Subhuman Mongrel Like The Acorn Community Organizer Gangster Barack Hussein Obama To Weasel His Way Into The Top Office Of Authority In The United States Of America.

If You Want Less Of Something, Tax It. If You Want More Of Something, Don't Tax It Or Reduce The Tax Burden.

I Contribute To The Dead Of Winter And The Moans Of Silence, Blood Trails Are Music To My Ears … I'm A Gut Pile Addict … The Pig Didn't Know I Was There … It's My Kick … I Love Shafting Animals … It's Rock 'n' Roll Power.

Those Original, Black, Spirited, Defiant, Rebellious Musical Masters. Chuck Berry Was One Of The First Masters Of Les Paul's New Electric Guitar; He Pretty Much Laid Down The Gauntlet, And I Don't Think Anybody's Ever Beat Him Since. Way Before The British Invasion, I Was Tuned Into The Black Guys That Created The British Invasion. Without Howlin' Wolf, Muddy Waters, Robert Johnson, Lightnin' Hopkins, Bo Diddley, Chuck Berry And The Motown Hits, There Would Be No Beatles.