When The Boys Meet The Girls:  https://www.google.com/

Ahh, memories. Upstate New York in the ’60’s.  Kids sneaking joints in parking lots, drinking Boones Hill Strawberry Wine, and making out by the lake.  Marching against the war – and listening to Wilmer and the Dukes!  Otta fuckin’ sight!

Wilmer and the Dukes:  https://www.google.com/

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Well, it was fun while it lasted. For weeks the Donald hacked up political hairballs and all the media-malarkey-makers had something about which to cluck.  Anyone with the intelligence of a 10-year old (which includes at least 20- or 30-percent of American voters) knew he would implode eventually.  He did – yesterday.

The Chumpster burped that John McCain – who has been critical of his Presidential, scorched-earth run – wasn’t really a war hero at all. Even though the Arizonia Senator saw some heavy-duty Vietnam service, was shot down and kept for 5-years as a POW, Trump said all he did was “get captured” – then – “I like people who don’t get captured.”  Hmmm. The hairy-scary nitwit made that clear assessment from his vantage point of sitting on his ass during the war, deferred because he had a heel spur.

I’ve never liked John McCain and his perpetual war policies but I’ve never once dissed his service to our country. Even I’m not that crazy – nor disrespectful.

So the Donald will still swirl around the Republican toilet through a few primaries – but he’ll be flushed long before a nominee is decided.  And those who believe Trump’s happy horseshit can always find another big mouth to deliver stupid, superficial solutions to America’s problems.  Sarah Palin is probably no longer interested but I hear her daughter, Bristol, is looking for a new line of work.

Trump-McCain blow up: https://www.google.com/