Following our Black Friday tradition:
Mission accomplished. Tree acquired.
On the drive back from the National Forest today we followed a beat-up old Ford pickup with a gun-rack and one of those coiled rattler “Don’t Tread On Me” stickers in the rear window. This guy was going way below the posted speed limit on a two-lane twisty mountain road. Which led me to wonder, what is wrong with people in this country? If yer gonna fly “Don’t Tread On Me,” the least you can do is break a few traffic laws. I mean, WTH!
The Gadsden flag versus the Nanny State.