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Originally posted by ironweed
I read this and was all set to go stock up on assault rifles until I remembered that you're one of the guys who thinks the government will be coming to tax his estate while his body is still warm.
Did Spanky mention that The Economist, that liberal rag, thinks it's a mistake to repeal the tax? I only got around to reading the article yesterday, but I know Spanks has a subscription.
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Oh, no you don't. This is about the gun thing. No more of that silly liberal tax talk anymore.
I don't believe the govt will be taxing me. I plan to flame out into a magnificent failure, chasing Hank into the liver infirmary.
I don't read the Economist anymore because it bores me. It's too dense. I've been reading a steady diet of NR, Atlantic, VF, NYT and the Journal, which keeps me in a pertually confused and torn state. One one hand, I think the Journal is the only sensible voice in America on issues economic; on the other, Chric Hutchens' piece on blow jobs was a let down. But then, what drunkard could ever write properly about sex?
I used to enjoy the sex drunk, bouncing on the old lady like a goddamned trampoline. But as I've aged, the thrill of athletic has given way to pleasant recognition that I'm lucky she's got an ass that tight... I guess I'm saying I'm past my days of I-IV and phased into the soft Physical Graffiti portion of the ride.
Maybe not. Who can tell? But I know this - there'll be no money for anyone to take when I die. How that result's achieved will either be a pissload of fun or a harrowing downward slide into the abyss of gin. Either way works for me... just so long as I stay amused. Which is all that counts.
I am so past money.
