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Our Guy Ellis
scream-of-consciousness; "If you're trying to change minds and influence people it's probably not a good idea to say that virtually all elected Democrats are liars, but what the hell."
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"If the number of Islamic terror attacks continues at the current rate, candlelight vigils will soon be the number-one cause of global warming. " |
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Half the congregation wondered if his kidneys could handle that.
"If the ocean was whiskey, and I was a duck...I'd dive to the bottom and never come up!"
Whiskey, Rye Whiskey!
Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds, and I know you of old. Robbed my poor pockets of a silver and gold.
Whiskey, Rye Whiskey!
Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds you robber of old You robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold.
Rye whiskey I cry. If whiskey don't kill me I'll live til I die.
I miss Tex Ritter. Met him in a night club concert in NYC.