The 'Hugo Bowl'. I was there:
The theater distracts from real suffering by real people.
When I lived in coastal NC in the late nineties we went through three
Hurricanes... Bonnie, Fran, and Bertha. It’s really not as bad as you might think ...it’s mostly the duration of the wind ... and we stayed under the carport in each one drinking beer. Of course we were 10 miles inland away from any storm surge. This guy is definitely acting...
ML/NJ
I WAS GOING TO WATCH THE VIDEO BUT YOUR BLOG SITE KEEPS LOADING CRAP IN THE WAY WANTING ME TO SIGN UP FOR A DAMNED “SNEWZLETTER “ TO CLOG UP MY E-MAIL !!!!!!! AND I WILL NOT DO THAT!!!!!!!! ALL IN THE NAME OF YOU TRYING TO FORCE ME TO BE PESTERED BY YOUR JUNK. NO F’ING WAY. I WILL SEE THE VIDEO ELSEWHERE...
The 'Hugo Bowl'. I was there:
AND I NOW SEE THAT YOU JUST POST AN “ARTICLE” AND NEVER REPLY TO ANYONE.
THIS WILL BE THE FIRST TIME I HAVE DONE THIS:
BLOG PIMP!!!!!!!
In the background you could see people being thrown around like match sticks, yet the brave reporter persevered, risking his life to show you Trump’s climate change disaster.
“Do you have any thoughts of your own on this matter? Or do you, is that your thing, you come into a bar, read some obscure passage and then pretend - you pawn it off as your own, as your own idea just to impress some girls, embarrass my friend?”
-Good Will Hunting...
Hahaha!
This morning on Fox and Friends the reporter was going all dramatic over the flooding. In the background, people were wandering up and down very casually. Then a woman came past him pulling a small piece of luggage on wheels so that got him all up in arms about how dangerous it was. Uh, the FLOODING waters were at the soles of her shoes until she got to the intersection and then it got up to her thighs. To top it off, a snake came “swimming” by him but stopped dead still just feet behind him proving is was so shallow a snake could crawl and sit still rather than swim. Heck, you could see the lines on the street. At another location, a second reporter was clutching pearls but along came a man pushing a woman in a wheelchair. The woman’s heels weren’t even wet.
Ya know, once there was water 23+ feet high in our yard and someone’s kitchen cabinets were washed up on our deck, there was no reporter in sight nor was the government throwing us a dime for repairs.
No eye, no die.
Weather and comedy.
