A friend and I just got back from a short trip up to Reno--you know, a "get the heck out of Dodge for a couple days" trip. Yesterday I was drying off after getting out of the hot tub and I heard a nearby lady talking. She'd had maybe one or two too many and was speaking her mind. Her rant went something like this:
I love this country! I was born in a Communist country. Here I don't wait in line for food. Look, I'm even fat! (She had a couple extra pounds but wasn't fat.) People who don't like it here, to Hell with them.
I picked up my shirt, showed it to her, and said, "I love this country, too." Then I put it on and went back to my room to get ready for dinner.
(The picture was taken last summer at Rainbow Falls in Hilo, Hawaii.)
1 comment:
Yep.
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