I Thank God My Parents Drugged Me!

This came in my e-mail today. It is so true!

The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question.

"Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"

I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young:

I was drug to church on Sunday morning.

I was drug to church, weddings and funerals.

I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.

I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flowerbeds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul, who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think.

They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

God bless the parents who drugged us.

This should be the Redneck Anthem! A song about BBQ in the South, BBQ is a type of meat, not a grill or get together like you Yankees call it.

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government regulation on eating

Someone has actually came up with and proposed a bill in the state of Mississippi legislator that would make it illegal for restaurants to serve obese patrons with a Body Mass Index (BMI) over 30.

The bill does not say what the penalties will be if the restaurant is caught serving a person with an excessive body mass index.

You know a lot of you were glad when the government went after smokers, and started regulating when and where smokers could smoke. I predicted to you that if the government were allowed to regulate that freedom, they would try to regulate others, now there going after fat people. Who is next??? Put any unhealthy act here, or maybe they should regulate the number of children you can have in the name of global warming. Less people less resources used.

Prepare to see more legislation like this as we get closer to nationalized healthcare.