Am I a “Bubba?”

Once upon a time, in a land far away, filled with liberals and lawlessness…

I hatched a plot to move my family to a place closer to it’s roots…

A land filled with Rednecks, Religion, and Rowdiness…

After all, if you’re gonna take away my malls, strip clubs, and crack dens, I have to have something to keep me amused, right? Seriously, I didn’t want my family growing up surrounded by drug addicts, prostitutes, and violence.

Now, that I’m here, I should have probably done more research before parking the clan in this part of the Deep South, but… I’m here, and the world is still going to hell in a handbasket. And, I’m surrounded by crack neighborhoods, prostitutes, and violence. And that’s just outside my own front door! ;-)

Over the next several weeks, months, perhaps even years (if we survive the “fall…”) I’ll share some of my education and experience with you, and hopefully help you survive the coming storm. You know the one I’m talking about…

It’s the end of America as we know it…

And the only way we’re gonna get thru this, is by doing it ourselves. I mean, look at the track record!

Every time we trust the politicians to get us out of the mess that THEY created in the first place, the hole just gets deeper…

Yeah… I’m a Bubba…

Stay tuned!

lexx2

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