Good on ol’ Bud not to cave to the pressure.
I may have to mosey down to city hall tonight to point at the picketers and laugh.
For being so far north of the metro area, it never ceases to amaze me how many moonbats occupy our bucolic little hamlet.
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Bud’s a distant cousin of mine.
I remember his parents from when I was a kid. Mom and I would deliver two dozen eggs every week to their house.
They were a couple of old tarheel transplants in Sedro Woolley.
One thing about old hillbilly’s from North Carolina like Bud’s parents, my parents, grandparents, and a whole lot of others in the upper Skagit valley; they can spot the BS like nobody else, and they don’t take anything from a bunch of Seattle hippies.