Oh! I thought you might have a least one spare account like FREDDY does. Apparently the dumb cunt doesn’t remember the miguelina profile…. Although that profile is no longer in existence, I guarantee you that there’s something else out there.

By the way, Jamie, how are you able to view then copy and paste the BS FREDDY posts? Huh? Tell us YOUR secret.

I have a friend that loves her Golden. Riley is a goofball and quite a spirited boy. Do you have first hand knowledge of this breed because I wonder whether this /these are typical personalities of Goldens?

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And might I add, by FREDDY’s own definition of a blacklister, HE is indeed a COWARD!

Elvis, HEARTBREAK HOTEL

Well, since my baby LEFT me
I found a new place to dwell
Down at the end of Lonely Street
At Heartbreak Hotel
Where I'll be, I'll be so lonely, baby
I'll be lonely
I'll be so lonely, I could die
Well, although it's always crowded
You still could find some room
For broken-hearted lovers
To cry there in their gloom
They'll be so, they'll be so lonely, baby
Be so lonely
They'll get so lonely, they could die
Play it, Dan
Well, now, if your baby leaves you
You need a place to dwell
Just take a walk down Lonely Street
To, to, to, to
You'll be so lonely, baby
You will be lonely
You'll be so lonely, you could die

Guess Who, NO TIME

No time LEFT for you)
On my way to better things
(No time LEFT for you)
I'll find myself some wings
(No time LEFT for you)
Distant roads are calling me
(No time LEFT for you)
Mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da

No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time LEFT for you
No time LEFT for you

(No time LEFT for you)
On my way to better things
(No time LEFT for you)
I'll find myself some wings
(No time LEFT for you)
Distant roads are calling me
(No time LEFT for you)
Mm-day, mm-gay, mm-day, mm-gay, mm-day

No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killing floor
No time for the killing floor
There's no time LEFT for you
No time LEFT for you

No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time LEFT for you
No time LEFT for you

No time, no time, no time, no time
No time, no time, no time, no time

I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No, no, no, no, no, no, no time
No, no, no, no, no, no, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no time
I got no time, got no time, got no time, no time, got no time
Got no time, got no time

“Verified” as in you just became a member sometime on Friday, May 16, 2025, and you want to post pictures? My guess is that it might be 24 hours however this is a question for admin

An “old dog”? If someone asked me to express what type of person ol’ FREDDY is, an “old dog” is way too kind……. I’ll stick with stand behind my original descriptives of liar, STOOOOPID and immature imbecile

It’s quite sad that FREDDY is as STOOOOPID as he looks. The fuck he doesn’t blacklist, heck Jamie, you have proof! The immature imbecile is quite a liar!

You know when I saw that in the link I thought there was a problem however the link works for me.

It’s a piece by SKY NEWS AUSTRALIA and the title is; Saudi prince gives Donald Trump the royal treatment after hilariously humiliating Joe Biden

Journey. LOVIN’, TOUCHIN’, SQUEEZIN’

You make me weep and want to die
Just when you said we'd try
Lovin', TOUCHIN’, squeezin' each other
When I'm alone all by myself
You're out with someone else
Lovin', TOUCHIN’, squeezin' each other
You're tearin' me apart
Every day, every day
You're tearin' me apart
Oh what can I say?
You're tearin' me apart
It won't be long, yes, till you're alone
When your lover, oh, he hasn't come home
'Cause he's lovin' who he's TOUCHIN’, he's squeezin' another
He's tearin' you apart
Ooh, every day, every day
He's tearin' you apart
Oh girl what can you she ?
'Cause he's lovin', TOUCHIN’ another
Now it's your turn, girl, to cry
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na

The Doors, TOUCH ME

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now TOUCH me, babe
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?

Now, I'm going to love you
'Til the heavens stop the rain
I'm going to love you
'Til the stars fall from the sky
For you and I

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now TOUCH me, babe
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?

Now, I'm going to love you
'Til the heavens stop the rain
I'm going to love you
'Til the stars fall from the sky
For you and I

I'm going to love you
'Til the heavens stop the rain
I'm going to love you
'Til the stars fall from the sky
For you and I

Stronger than dirt

It’s certainly not “Discreet” brand pads! I suggested this to you before when he pulled this bullshit on you, DON’T UNBLOCK HIM WHEN HE UNBLOCKS YOU. He’s just a child and you need to treat him like the child that he is!

FREDDY blacklisted you again? It sucks to be on the rag as much as he seems to be. Have you noticed that he menstruates more than a woman!?

Because the strange little man has multiple profiles,

10 things that Robert F. Kennedy, Secretary of Health and Human Services, is about to ban or limit. PLEASE DON’T TAKE AWAY MY #10

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I don’t feel that this is “questionable” but it is definitely an indication that the Saudi’s are more confident with our leadership under President Donald Trump!

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Benny Johnson talks about the Diddy trial.

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Is it possible that the Clinton’s and the Obama’s are part of a sex cabal attempting to assassinate President Donald Trump?

Talking Heads, TAKE ME TO THE RIVER

I don't know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through
TAKE my money, my cigarettes
I haven't seen the worst of it yet

I wanna know, can you tell me
Am I in love to stay?

TAKE me to the river, drop me in the water
TAKE me to the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down

I don't know why you treat me so bad
Think of all the things that we could have had
Love is a notion that I can't forget
My sweet sixteen I would never regret

I wanna know, can you tell me?
Am I in love to stay?

TAKE me to the river, drop me in the water
Push me in the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me

Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me
'Til I can't, 'til I can't, I can't take no more

Dip me in the water, drop me in the river
Push me in the water, drop me in the river
Washing me down, washing me down

I don't know why I love her like I do
All the trouble you put me through
Sixteen candles there on my wall
And here am I, the biggest fool of them all

I wanna know, can you tell me?
Am I in love to stay?

TAKE me to the river, drop me in the water
Dip me in the river, drop me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down
Ooh, a-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya

Ooh, a na na na
A na na na na, ah!
A na na na, hoo!
A na na na, ooh!
A na na na na, hoo!
Ha! Na na na na, ah!
Na na na na na
Na na na na

I got excited when I spotted this Forum thread from October, 2021. Yeah, I thought the author quietly returned…..

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So sad that so many good guys are no longer checking in. Hey, Dev01, there are many of us that miss you and hope all is well with you and yours. Stay safe, until we meet again.

You posted that HERE or somewhere in the Forum?

So sad that two little boys, brothers aged 7 and 9, have a father that chose to teach them HOW to use a firearm who also happens to be an absent father , WHY?, because he’s incarcerated. Yeah, it’s not mentioned why he’s incarcerated, I wonder whether it has to do with one or all of the 50 times that law enforcement was called to their home? Where is the accountability of the mother for that matter? These boys are so young and should have many years ahead of them but their lives are off to a bad start. So sad, so very sad!

Johnny Paycheck, TAKE THIS JOB AND SHOVE IT

TAKE this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
My woman done left
And took all the reasons I was working for
You better not try to stand in my way
As I'm a-walking out the door
TAKE this job and shove it, I ain't working here no more
I've been working in this factory
For now 15 years
All this time I watched my woman
Drowning in a pool of tears
And I've seen a lot of good folks die
That had a lot of bills to pay
I'd give the shirt right off my back
If I had the guts to say
TAKE this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
My woman done left
And took all the reasons I was working for
You better not try to stand in my way
As I'm a-walking out the door
TAKE this job and shove it, I ain't working here no more
Well, the foreman he's a riggity dog
The line boss, he's a fool
He has got a brand-new flattop hair cut
Lord, he thinks he's cool
One of these days, I'm gonna blow my top
And that sucker, he's gonna pay
Lord, I can't wait to see their faces
When I get the nerve to say
TAKE this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
My woman done left
And took all the reasons I was working for
You better not try to stand in my way
As I'm a-walking out the door
TAKE this job and shove it, I ain't working here no more
TAKE this job and shove it

The word for Thursday, May 15, TAKE

This is really sad, a 7 and 9 year old armed with a gun! Their father is incarcerated and there’s some type of documentation that police have been called to their house 50 times! It’s a relief that no one was hurt!

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I looked for more information on this article and man. Although additional articles state he resides in Melvindale, Melvindale is only 3.2 miles away from Dearborn, MI and if I’m not mistaken, Dearborn has the greatest population of Middle Eastern folks outside of their Middle Eastern countries. Golly, it’s comfort to know that terrorists are planning attacks on TACOM only 40 miles away from me!

I don’t believe that I’m “afraid” to grow old alone, I am quite content. I do what I want to do and when I want to do it. Sometimes I think about my life and it saddens me when I come home and no one there to give me a hug or ask me how my day was. Sometimes I wish there was someone to discuss different matters with that would help me in making decisions but ultimately, I like making my own decisions.

Hey, dgraff, I’ve my haven’t had to pee outside in a hundred years! Those days are far behind me….drinking too much, not being able to make it home and needing to scope things out so I could pop a quick squat!

Supertramp, BLODDY WELL RIGHT

So you think your schooling's phony
I guess it's hard not to agree
You say it all depends on money
And who is in your family tree
RIGHT (RIGHT), you're bloody well RIGHT
You got a bloody RIGHT to say
Right, you're bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Ha, ha, you're bloody well right
You know you're right to say
Yeah, yeah, you're bloody well right
You know you're right to say
Me, I don't care anyway
Write your problems down in detail
Take them to a higher place
You've had your cry, no, I shouldn't say wail
In the meantime hush your face
Right (quite right) you're bloody well right
You got a bloody right to say
Right, you're bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Ha, ha, you're bloody well right
You know you're right to say
Yeah, yeah, you're bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
You got a bloody right to say
You got a bloody right to say
You got a bloody right to say
You got a bloody right to say, yeah

Rolling Stoned, HONKY TONK WOMEN

I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
She had to heave me RIGHT across her shoulder
'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind

It's the honky tonk women
That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

I laid a divorcee in New York City
I had to put up some kind of a fight
The lady then she covered me in roses
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind

It's the honky tonk women
That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

It's the honky tonk women
That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
It's the honky tonk women
That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

It’s really quite sad that that immature, poor excuse of a human being FREDDY aka PITBULL isn’t able to grow up and act like a “grownup”.

I just visited Sir-Skittles page to respond to a recent message and couldn’t help but notice FREDDY’s immature and childish post left on Skittles wall and directed at me. Back story, earlier in the month Skittles had sent me a gift and I reciprocated. Along with my gift, I posted a short message on his wall. Sadly, along comes FREDDY, the poor excuse of a human being, and posts the following message directly above my message;

PITBULL wrote (09,May,25 13:59):
fuck you bella!


I’m quite surprised and disappointed that Skittles supports that type of behavior. I have not said squat to or about FREDDY in probably one year.

The Beatles, I’LL FOLLOW THE SUN

One day you'll look to see I've gone
For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun
Some day you'll know I was the one
But tomorrow may rain, so
I'll FOLLOW the sun
And now the time has come
And so my love I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you'll know
Oooh
One day you'll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain, so
I'll FOLLOW the sun
Yes, tomorrow may rain, so
I'll FOLLOW the sun
And now the time has come
And so my love I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you'll know
Oooh
One day you'll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain, so
I'll FOLLOW the sun

The Who, I’M FREE

I'M FREE- I'm free,
And freedom tastes of reality,
I'm free-I'm free,
AN' I'm waiting for you to follow me
If I told you what it takes
To reach the highest high,
You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple'
But you've been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!
I'm free-I'm free
And freedom tastes of reality
I'm free-I'm free
And I'm waiting for you to follow me
How can we FOLLOW?
How can we FOLLOW?

The word for Tuesday, May 13, FOLLOW

Roy Orbison, PRETTY PAPER

The pretty PAPER, pretty ribbons of blue
Pretty PAPER , pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write "I love you"
Pretty PAPER , pretty ribbons of blue
Crowded street, busy feet hustle by him
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits all alone on the sidewalk
Hoping that you won't pass him by
Should you stop, better not, much too busy
You're in a hurry, my how time does fly
In the distance the ringing of laughter
And in the midst of the laughter he cries
Pretty PAPER , pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write "I love you"
Pretty PAPER , pretty ribbons of blue

The Beatles, BACK IN THE U.S.S.R.

Well, yeah
Woo!
Ooh
Flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the PAPER bag was on my knee
Man, I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S.S.R
Been away so long, I hardly knew the place
Gee, it's good to be back home
Leave it 'til tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey, disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S
Back in the U.S
Back in the U.S.S.R
Well
The Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mind
Oh, come on!
Woo! (Hey)
Woo! (Yeah)
Woo! (Yeah)
Hell, yeah
Hey, I'm back In the U.S.S.R
You don't know how lucky you are, boys
Back in the U.S.S.R
Well
The Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mind
Oh, show me 'round your snow-peaked mountains
Way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I'm back In the U.S.S.R
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S.S.R
Oh, let me tell you, honey
Hey, I'm back
I'm back In the U.S.S.R
Hey, it's so good to be home
Yeah, back In the U.S.S.R

You seem to ALWAYS post great tunes!

Very thoughtful, very cool!

The word for Monday, May 12, PAPER

Marvin Gaye with Tammi Terrell, AINT NO MOUNTAIN HIGH ENOUGH

Listen, baby
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low
Ain't no RIVER wide enough, baby

If you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how far (don't worry, baby)
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
Cause baby there

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, babe

Remember the day
I set you free
I told you you could always count on me, darling
From that day on, I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
Some way, some how
Cause baby there

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, babe

Oh no, darling

No wind, no rain
Nor winter's cold
Can't stop me baby

No no baby

Cause you are my goal

If you're ever in trouble
I'll be there on the double
Just send for me

Oh baby!

My love is alive
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart

If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
Just as fast as I can

Don't you know that there...

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no RIVER wide enough
To keep me from getting to you babe

Don't you know that there...

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no RIVER wide enough
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough

Neil Young, DOWN BY THE RIVER

Be on my side. I'll be on your side, baby.
There is no reason for you to hide.
It's so hard for me staying here all alone,
When you could be taking me for a ride.

She could drag me over the rainbow,
Send me away.

Down by the RIVER ,
I shot my baby.
Down by the RIVER .

Dead, ooh, ooh, shot her dead, ooh.

You take my hand, I'll take your hand.
Together we may get away.
This much madness is too much sorrow.
It's impossible to make it today.

She could drag me over the rainbow,
Send me away.

Down by the RIVER ,
I shot my baby.
Down by the RIVER.

Dead, dead, ooh, ooh, shot her dead, shot her dead.

Be on my side. I'll be on your side.
There is no reason for you to hide.
It's so hard for me staying here all alone,
When you could be taking me for a ride.

She could drag me over the rainbow,
Send me away.

Down by the RIVER ,
I shot my baby.
Down by the RIVER .

Down by the RIVER ,
I shot my baby.
Down by the RIVER .

Down by the RIVER ,
I shot my baby.
Down by the RIVER

Tina Turner, PROUD MARY

[Tina:]
You know, every now and then
I think you might like to hear something from us
Nice and easy but there's just one thing
You see, we never ever do nothing nice and easy
We always do it nice and rough
So we're going to take the beginning of this song
And do it easy
Then we're going to do the finish rough
This is the way we do 'Proud Mary'

[Ike:]
Left a good job in the city
Working for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleeping
Worrying 'bout the way that things might have been

[Ike and Tina:]
Big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling, rolling
Rolling on the RIVER
Listen to the story

Left a good job in the city
Working for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleeping
Worrying 'bout the way that things might have been

Big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling, rolling
Rolling yeah
Rolling
Rolling on the river
Rolling on the river

Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Ya know I pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
Until I hitched a ride on the riverboat queen

Ya know the big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling (Rolling)
Rolling yeah (Rolling)
Rolling on the river (Rolling on the river)
Said we're rolling (Rolling)
Rolling yeah (Rolling)
Rolling on the river (Rolling on the river)

[Tina:]
Oh I left a good job in the city
Working for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleeping
Worrying 'bout the way that things might have been

Big wheel keep on turning (Turning)
Proud Mary keep on burning (Burning)
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
We're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river

We're up
Do do do do do do do do do do
Alright

Oh I cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
And I pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
'Til I hitched a ride on the riverboat queen

Big wheel keep on turning (Turning)
Proud Mary keep on burning (Burning)
We're rolling, said we're rolling, we're rolling on the river
I'll tell ya we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river

We're up
Do do do do do do do do do do
Alright
Yeah
Ooo yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooo

If you come down to the river
I bet you going to find some people who live
And you don't have to worry if you got no money
People on the river are happy to give

Big wheel keep on turning (Turning)
Proud Mary keep on burning (Burning)
And we're rolling, and we're rolling, and we're rolling on the river
Tell me one more time rolling, (Yeah)
Rolling, rolling on the river (All right, ooo yeah)

We're up
Do do do do do do do do do do
Yeah
Alright
Uh-huh
Wooo
Ohh

Rolling, rolling, yeah,rolling on the river (All right now)
Rolling, yeah, rolling, rolling on the river
Said we're rolling, oh rolling, yeah rolling on the river
I'll tell ya we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
Yeah
Alright
Uh-huh

Dang, if I want to eat pineapple, I want to eat pineapple and this seems like a lot of work!

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A very interesting story! It’s amazing what arrangements and/or accommodations that countries will make with each other. So I wonder whether “that area” of the Ottawa Civic Hospital is still considered Dutch soil?

Because the early bird catches the worm! You see what time I posted!!

On my drive home from Florida I tracked my spending for gas specifically. At the time of this post, I cannot recall the exact cities that I fueled up in however I drove from Florida to Alabama then through Georgia, Tennessee, to Kentucky and from Kentucky to Ohio then into Michigan. I paid anywhere from $2.39(at the beginning of my trek), then there was $2.47, $2.75 and in Blufton, OH, I paid $3.08 at Circle K. This last tank of fuel took me home to Michigan where at “home” gas is $3.19!

Lynyrd Skynyrd, SWEET HOME ALABAMA

They got loose to you
Here it comes
Oh, whoa-whoa
Big wheels keep on turnin'
Carry me home to see my kin
Singin' songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again, and I think it's a sin, I said
Well, I heard Mr. Young sing about her
Well, I heard old Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around, anyhow
Sweet HOME Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet HOME Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' HOME to you
One thing I wanna tell you
In Birmingham, they love the governor (boo, boo, boo!)
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me, uh-uh
Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth
Sweet HOME Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet HOME Alabama (oh, my baby)
Lord, I'm comin' HOME to you (here I come, Alabama)
Speak your mind
Ah-ah-ah (can you feel that?), Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two (yes, they do)
Lord, they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue, now how 'bout you?
Sweet HOME Alabama (oh)
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet HOME Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' HOME to you
Sweet HOME Alabama (HOME, sweet HOME , baby)
Where the skies are so blue (and the governor's, too)
Sweet HOME Alabama (Lord, yeah)
Lord, I'm comin' HOME to you (whoo, whoa, yeah, oh)
Alright, brother, now
Wait one minute
Oh-oh, sweet Alabama
Thank you

Today, there is a 34 degree difference between where I’m at versus what I left. Yep, it is 61 degrees at home in Michigan versus 95 degrees in LaBelle and I’m cold!

You’re right about that!

When I was in Florida, I was returning from Cape Coral and making a left turn from whatever road I was on and onto SR80. I went wide rather than tight not knowing that 2 lanes were allowed to make the left turn. Did I almost cause an accident? Yes. Was it intentional? No. Did it cause the guy that I accidentally cut off to swerve to avoid a collision? Yes. Did he handle the almost accident well? I don’t think so because when I hit my brakes I allowed him the opportunity to “recover” and get in front of me. Yeah, he used that opportunity to reduce his speed to “force” me to choose to go around him so he could cut me off OR in his choice, he just went super slow and from time to time, slammed on his brakes to show me how pissed he was…… NO, I believe people are fucked up, probably even in the Netherlands, too!

And YOU believe the driver of the minivan could have been justified?

Maybe you would be able to “justify” using your fists to assault a woman because she did something to anger you? After all, women are seen in a different light than men, right? I don’t how anyone driving a minivan felt justified in ramming into a motorcycle/motorcyclist (unless the motorcyclist was brandishing a gun and the driver of the minivan felt that was his only option).

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Canned Heat, ON THE ROAD AGAIN

Well, I'm so tired of crying
But I'm out on the ROAD again
I'm on the ROAD again
Well, I'm so tired of crying
But I'm out on the ROAD again
I'm on the ROAD again

I ain't got no woman
Just to call my special friend

You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow

I didn't have no payroll
Not even no place to go

And my dear mother left me
When I was quite young
When I was quite young
And my dear mother left me
When I was quite young
When I was quite young

She said, "Lord, have mercy
On my wicked son."

Take a hint from me, mama
Please don't you cry no more
Don't you cry no more
Take a hint from me, mama
Please don't you cry no more
Don't you cry no more

'Cause it's soon one morning
Down the ROAD I'm going

But I ain't going down
That long old lonesome ROAD
All by myself
But I ain't going down
That long old lonesome ROAD
All by myself

I can't carry you, baby
Gonna carry somebody else