Right on. Be proud of who you are.
Also Dole: My Confederate soldier's hat got ganked from me, along with my Confederate Fagg one. I do have a belt buckle with our battle flag, a few of the guys and girls in my bike club wear them on their vests, and also I had a bicycle painted like the General Lee as a child, amongst other things. I also had NC's sucession flag on my car at one point. My favourite, however, were the rainbow printed stars-and-bars patches my friends and I made. They caused rednecks to lose their minds.
I don't wear them often because fuck nationalism and nations. But I'm not ashamed to.
To boldly go where lots of men have gone before...
Right on. Be proud of who you are.
"Question the world man... I know the meaning of everything right now... it's like I can touch god." - bbobb the ggreatt
Here is a picture of Colonel and Mrs. Sanders sitting on the lap of my Uncle Gus. No, I don't have any context.
The Greek just told Mrs Sanders what they could do with that chicken grease.
Col Sanders was not amused.
"Question the world man... I know the meaning of everything right now... it's like I can touch god." - bbobb the ggreatt
*doing math...
For Shame Cow!
For shame.
I'm just surprised the baby's not black.
"Question the world man... I know the meaning of everything right now... it's like I can touch god." - bbobb the ggreatt
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