Monday, June 05, 2006

ON BEHALF OF UNGRATEFUL NATIONS

"If my wife and I ever decide to traverse the Old Country, I’ll be sure and pack a special bag for France, one containing all the necessary accoutrements to blend in seamlessly into le haute couture. Decked out in my Texan Lucchese cowboy boots, an oversized stars & stripes belt buckle, my NRA ballcap and a George W. Bush high-fiving Jesus t-shirt, I’ll gladly mortify my better half by munching on a quarter-pound…er…royale w/cheese while asking everyone in earshot for directions to the Paris Hilton from the rolled-down window of a rented Hummer H2.

"Excusay-moi, monseniors. But do y’all happen to speak German?"
"Non, monsieur. We do not."
"Yer welcome!" "
American Citizen Soldier
If you like this guy, you will like this post, even if you don't like this guy, you will like this post.
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