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A Horse's Bush

This just in, and it's about time too, I-TOLD-YOU-SO. That's what I have to say about the NSA's stateside wiretapping program. Just today a federal judge declared the actions of the NSA and it's authorization by George W. Bush to be completely unconstitutional and therefore completely illegal under any and all circumstances.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

That's all I've got to say about that. I win you lose.


And that brings me to the other issue I want to talk about... Earlier today in Ohio, an Amish horse and buggy got into a little mishap with an oncoming vehicle. The horse, spooked, jumped out into traffic, rolled up onto the hood and sent four passengers in the car and two in the buggy to the hospital. No where in the report however did they question the health or wellbeing of the horse, which leads me to believe that they shot it. Do the Amish shoot horses? I don't know. Oh well.

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