Friday, November 6, 2015

Today I Become a Texan ... Maybe

My Tennessee drivers license expired on Sunday so that presents a bit of a quandary as being marked as a Texan after Bush is hardly a distinction I wanted to make for myself.  However, Bush was a carpetbagging rich bitch from Connecticut.  That Texans fell for it doesn't speak well of them but there are many here who loathe the bastard and everything he ever did.  The richies in Dallas don't care but those the are same self-entitled fucktards who host the Dallas Safari Club and go to Africa to shoot rare rhinos.

He can pose as a cowboy all he likes but don't think for a minute anyone buys it except for the richies and they haven't the faintest connection with cowboys.  Clint won't be identified specifically but I know him and he looks like the total Marlboro Man.  The cat is beautiful and is the total movie image of a Texan with that cowboy hat ... but he lives it.  You won't see guys like that on television.


So ... been trying to pull this off all week and hopefully this is the day.  I have driven a wee bit but cops have become such pricks these days I wouldn't count on being able to cop a plea of sixty-fifth birthday.  The last time a cop pulled me over down here (i.e. about a year ago), he said he did it because I pulled out of a convenience store parking lot improperly.  How the fuck is that even possible and what specific law did I break.  Answer:  none.  He was a prick ... but I wasn't stoned (i.e. it's not bullshit about keeping the stuff back here) so he had to go away and act like he has a real job somewhere.


Today I become a Texan ... well ...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Do they give you boots and a hat for the picture
And if so did you get to keep them

Unknown said...

Total fiasco. I'll write something after I stop fuming.