And now we heamr from a real nasty little pig. I'm guessing you to be about 68 to 74, right. Small minded, ruthless parent and foul-mouthed around the house. The best years of your life were the 50's, right?
The laughable, floundering, blabbering, desperation of anti-American communist whackjobs never ceases to amuse.
Nighty night. And don't forget to curse the evil corporations who made that street tarp that you sleep under.