Goodbye Rushinda Limbaugh, and call 911 for McNugget alerts.

For lack of entertainment Lord Kadizzle had a long political discussion with the neighbors at our camp site. The husband looked like a washed out old Viet Vet, and his wife matched. On and on we went in the usual circles, it was fun, and each side had the usual diatribe. It all ended in good humor. Today when we left Mrs. Republican hard core insisted on a hardy goodbye. As we rolled out his three Amerikan flags were flying proudly. Frank had a hard time getting a word in edgewise between Rushinda and Lord Kadizzle. Lord Kadizzle made little headway with Rushinda once she declared there were no facts that disagreed with her view of the world. Anything that disagreed with Bill O'Riley, or the other hard cores was just fabrication of the left.

Before leaving Lord Kadizzle spent a few moments watching Fox News with Frank on the TV that projected from one of his storage areas under the forty foot motor home. Frank alerted me to a story that a woman had called 911 several times because she went to McDonalds and they were out of Chicken McNuggets.