The Cold hard Truth Is Like A Bucket of Ice Water

I am sure exposing the American sheep to reality in pure hard cold truth, makes them cuss me and poop their wool.

Too damn bad.
There is not a lot of time left before the devastation of the collapse of the USA/DC Empire.

No time for foreplay anymore.
Time to consummate the act all at once.

I have a brother a bit older who when we were in high school my mother used to come tell him it was time to get up several times before he finally decided to get out of bed.

One summer my Viet Nam vet brother got him a summer job working where he worked.
The first morning my Viet Nam vet brother told him to get up.

My brother just older than me rolled over and went back to sleep.

My Viet Nam vet brother got a bucket, filled it with ice, ran water over the ice till the bucket was tip top full, and threw it on sleeping beauty.

He never had to tell him to get up a second time the whole summer.

My swimming “lesson” was when my father took me and threw me into a deep spot in the river.
I came up screaming and crying I could not swim.

My father looked down with a grin and said;
“You are swimming boy!”.

And damned if I wasn’t!

No time to give it to you softly and easily after a long period of foreplay to get you in the mood to face the truth.

The Ole Dog!

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