Purple J making inane statements as usual. Purple J ignorant moron hypocrite and whacko leftist bigot. You’re the one that made the stupid comment you craven nutjob. Now you’re using the obfuscation gambit favored by many leftist blowhards.
Someone posts an innocent article about working men and women at a peaceful protest
Ignorant leftist moron makes a stupid comment to try and denigrate them
Ignorant leftist gets called out on his clown act
Ignorant leftist uses obfuscation Gambit and attacks other poster to cover up his stupidity
As I set down one evening in a timber town cafe A six foot-seven waitress, to me these words did say "I see you are a logger and not a common bum For no one but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb
"My lover was a logger, there's none like him today If you'd sprinkle whisky on it, he'd eat a bale of hay He never shaved the whiskers from off his horny hide But he'd pound 'em in with a hammer, then bite 'em off inside
"My lover came to see me one freezing winter day He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrae He kissed me when we parted so hard it broke my jaw And I could not speak to tell him he'd forgot his mackinaw
"I watched my logger lover going through the snow A-sauntering gaily homeward at forty eight below The weather tried to freeze him, it tried it's level best At a hundred degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest
"It froze clean down to China, it froze to the stars above At one thousand degrees below zero it froze my logger love They tried in vain to thaw him and if you'll believe me, sir They made him into ax blades to chop the Douglas fir
"That's how I lost my lover and to this caffay I come And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb And then I tell my story of my love they could not thaw Who kissed me when we parted so hard he broke my jaw"
I think that would be a fools errand and I sense you have a difficult time being honest and straightforward. Not that important but I used to be a teacher FWIW.
Don't tell Bob. All teachers are liberal according to him.
If only you could quote me saying that you pathological lying piece of shit.
As I set down one evening in a timber town cafe A six foot-seven waitress, to me these words did say "I see you are a logger and not a common bum For no one but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb
"My lover was a logger, there's none like him today If you'd sprinkle whisky on it, he'd eat a bale of hay He never shaved the whiskers from off his horny hide But he'd pound 'em in with a hammer, then bite 'em off inside
"My lover came to see me one freezing winter day He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrae He kissed me when we parted so hard it broke my jaw And I could not speak to tell him he'd forgot his mackinaw
"I watched my logger lover going through the snow A-sauntering gaily homeward at forty eight below The weather tried to freeze him, it tried it's level best At a hundred degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest
"It froze clean down to China, it froze to the stars above At one thousand degrees below zero it froze my logger love They tried in vain to thaw him and if you'll believe me, sir They made him into ax blades to chop the Douglas fir
"That's how I lost my lover and to this caffay I come And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb And then I tell my story of my love they could not thaw Who kissed me when we parted so hard he broke my jaw"
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Stalin ban him for a few days
A six foot-seven waitress, to me these words did say
"I see you are a logger and not a common bum
For no one but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb
"My lover was a logger, there's none like him today
If you'd sprinkle whisky on it, he'd eat a bale of hay
He never shaved the whiskers from off his horny hide
But he'd pound 'em in with a hammer, then bite 'em off inside
"My lover came to see me one freezing winter day
He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrae
He kissed me when we parted so hard it broke my jaw
And I could not speak to tell him he'd forgot his mackinaw
"I watched my logger lover going through the snow
A-sauntering gaily homeward at forty eight below
The weather tried to freeze him, it tried it's level best
At a hundred degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest
"It froze clean down to China, it froze to the stars above
At one thousand degrees below zero it froze my logger love
They tried in vain to thaw him and if you'll believe me, sir
They made him into ax blades to chop the Douglas fir
"That's how I lost my lover and to this caffay I come
And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb
And then I tell my story of my love they could not thaw
Who kissed me when we parted so hard he broke my jaw"