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Everybody Blames The Jews For Killing Christ, And The Jews Try To Pass It Off On The Romans. I'm One Of The Few People Who Believes It Was The Blacks.

I Enjoy The Last Quarter Of All Basketball Games.

The Reason The Rest Of Us Remember, Like, When John Lennon Died, Is Because It's A Moment When Adrenaline Is Surging.

When I Was 9 Or 10 Years Old, My Dad Took Me Over To A Neighboring Farm To Help Get Stuff For The Meal. The Farmer, Vic, Told Me To Look At All The Turkeys And Pick One Out. I Saw A Cute One With A Silly Walk And Cried, 'him!' Before My Pointing Finger Had Even Dropped To My Side, Vic Had Grabbed The Turkey By The Neck And Slit [the Animal's] Throat. Blood And Feathers Went Flying. I Had Sentenced That Turkey To Death! Up Until Then, I Didn't Know Where Meat Came From—and I've Been A Vegetarian Ever Since.

People Who Like What I Do Come In All Shapes And Sizes. Not Sure What The Common Denominator Is Per Se. Oh, It's Meeee! But To Be Embraced By A Progressive Community Means Something To Me And This One Feels Like Home.