They just don't make 'em like they used to. Of course, they don't make us like they used to either. Just wait, comrades, after the revolution when the Luddites have leveled the playing field we will all be walking a lot more.
Hmm, let's see. Long essay about the entitlement and super-size-it mentality that is leading us on the path to ruin and how getting back to the basics is gonna save us? Like, if I live in a sod hut and grow my own veggies the world will be a better place?
Nah, the older I get I pay more attention to the evidence and less to the arguments.
It is a matter of traction. Henry Ford was a Brother.
Deuce anna quarter is a Buick Electra 225
May the Blessings of Heaven rest upon us and all regular Freemasons. May brotherly love prevail and every moral and social virtue cement us.
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