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My Memory Bank Has Overflowed Out Of Control Forever. I'm Surprised My Smile Hasn't Killed Me Yet. I Have Lived An Indescribable Joyful, Adventurous, Musical Dream Life And It Just Gets Better Every Year.

Jesse Jackson And Al Not-so-sharpton Would Be Lisping Their Ebonic Mumbo-jumbo That The Policy And The President Are Racist And Bigoted.

I Never Thought Too Highly Of Anyone Foolish Enough To Take On The Nickname Of A Life-destroying Dope Product And Promote Such Family-destroying Conduct On Stage.

I Stop And Think What They Call "punk Rock" Today...give Me A Break! Let Me Know When They Can Walk In The Vapor Trail Of Little Richard, Which Was Punk. You've Got A Gay Black Guy With A Pompadour Singing About Tutti Frutti With Your White Girl. Fuck You.

We Are A Nation Of Laws, Not A Nation That Ignores Laws If It Benefits The Democrat Party.