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When I Was A Kid In Nebraska, A Cantankerous Farmer, Known For Plinking With His '22 At Passing Cars In Which He Perceived Enemies, Ingeniously Rigged Up A Shotgun In His House, Trained On The Inside Of His Front Door So As To Widely Distribute Any Intruder.

Nobody Is Going To Try To Confiscate Guns, Although Some Web Sites Know Better: President Obama, They Are Certain, Wants To.

By The Time I Was In The Fourth Grade, I Sounded Exactly Like My Father On The Phone.

I'm Not All That Enthralled By Show Business, And I'm Not That Much Of A Highbrow.

I Find Most 'sacred Music' Pretty Dismal.