Da utter world down below

The other day I made mention of the film MASH, America is much like that camp, infected with insanity in every direction. Hawkeye & Trapper John mocked everything and everyone who deserved to be mocked. Looked after those who needed looking after, it’s how they kept thier sanity. When it was time for business then it was all business.

Here, listen to this as you read what Robert Traver had penned

“I fish because I love to. Because I love the environs where trout are found, which are invariably beautiful, and hate the environs where crowds of people are found, which are invariably ugly. Because of all the television commercials, cocktail parties, and assorted social posturing I thus escape. Because in a world where most men seem to spend their lives doing what they hate, my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion. Because trout do not lie or cheat and cannot be bought or bribed, or impressed by power, but respond only to quietude and humility, and endless patience. Because I suspect that men are going this way for the last time and I for one don’t want to waste the trip. Because mercifully there are no telephones on trout waters. Because in the woods I can find solitude without loneliness. … And finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important, but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant and not nearly so much fun.”
His real name was John D. Voelker a Michigan state Supreme court judge

I went seen this young Marine after a day at mothers, he was all kinds of excited, free chicken coop, free chickens

He calls the rooster Choke, said there were some people who had enough, after 2 winters they sold everything or gave stuff away and went back down below the bridge, his words ” fucking non-hackers”

Chance he says, you know people and you seen the price of meat lately, have any idea’s? ” yeah, it just the big meat processors that are closing or closed, how about you team up with some of buddies, here’s a number for a farmer dude I know, he’ll get the steer to the butchers, the butcherboys will call you when it’s ready, you pay only the farmer dude & the butcherboys. better meat and local”.

I know I could learn something from you ”

it’s why I outrank you”

he was quick to mention. rank isn’t an issue here Chance

I just looked at the young buck did my standard ahuhh

may I present da utter world

Her nickname is Spend it now

she has much sense as one whose been chasing parked cars

Whether one likes thier rectum wrecked or slapping those fish biscuits together

I DON”T CARE
enjoy the monkeypox

If I was to have a coffee with CAV

I’d be asking, eh Cav! who cast the deciding vote on NOT hearing about the election fraud, Cav listen to me, sleep with democrats you will get the mokeypox man. Cav… ever hear of Daniel Ortega? Hear that mob outside, remember cav, if your neighbors hear it, it means they like it as much as you do

Was a time I thought getting home, every day would be gravy, that was just stinking thinking on my part

Swatting bugs while reading my periodicals outside is no big deal

at a small place of business, a sign was posted

summers are short

When in dout, remember what the Judge said & you be fine