I'd go with bar codes stamped on the back of everyone's neck...while we're at it, let's instal GPS chips in everyone's left ass cheek.

Considering they don't want too much gubmint intrusion, the RWWJ's sure want to make sure the gubmint knows who we are, what we are, where we are, and who were with...about the most hypocritical thing about the wingnuts...and that's saying something.

Fish on...

Todd
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