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THOUGHTS FROM BULLY: YEA, RIGHT! LIKE I’M GOING TO TEXT YOU BACK...

Many things get my goat these days. I hate watching and hearing about every step of each presidental candidates every move. I hate listening to reporters that have lost all credibility to me. I don’t want to know that the polls are telling me that my vote is futile because their network predicts a landslide.

It makes me sick to see the number of states that are for my candidate, of whom I’m not presently very happy with, and the electoral votes of California and New York dictate the next President of the United States.

As much as I hate today’s political climate the thing that gets my goat the most is the growing cell phone texting problem.

It is bad enough that half of the young generation drivers haven’t a clue to the rules of the road. Now we have to put up with them driving with a cell phone in one hand and the steering wheel in the other.

You’ve had it happen to you. You’re at the red light. The car in front of you doesn’t move when the light turns green. You have to honk, they flip you the bird. You just interrupted their right to text. Well kiss my butt. Pull over, go home, park in a parking lot but turn that crap off before you kill someone. I don’t care if your BFF doesn’t hear from you in the next five minutes. Put the phone down dummy.

Just this past week I came upon the trucks that are removing debree from our road ways. There is a guy with a ‘Slow’ or ‘Stop’ sign in one hand letting you know when it is alright for me to drive around the removal truck. This particular guy’s sign is indicating ‘Slow’. As I proceeded to shift lanes a long line of cars were coming my way. I hit the brakes and looked at my official traffic conductor and that Jack-Ass was texting on his cell phone. Can you believe it?

When I used to pull bone headed stunts my mother used say, “Boy, I should have knocked you in the head when you were born.” We’ll I’ll by the clubs if anyone wants to do some head knockin’.

There are some situations that can be a little entertaining concerning the communications of using your cell phone and its texting capabilities. I recently had the good fortune to meet a young lady that wasn’t embarassed to meet me in public. We went on a couple of dates and one night I got to first base.

I saw her for lunch a few days later and she asked me if I had received her text? I had not. She informed me that she wrote me a text that would make me blush with some of the suggestive language and she was wondering why I hadn’t called sooner after a text like that. While we were finishing lunch she told me what she wrote and yes, I was blushing. Her cell phone then rang. She said she didn’t recognize the number. She answered the phone and there was a man on the other end of the line asking, “Is this hot pants.” Her mouth fell open and she hung up the phone and started laughing.

She had transposed two of the numbers and the man she sent the text to has continued to call. Matter-of-fact he convinced her to speak and meet for lunch.

They are now engaged and are getting married this fall.Nov 3.


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