To John Dillinger in hope he is still alive
Thanksgiving Day November 28th, 1986
Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
American guts.
Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.
Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.
Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.
Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.
Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.
Thanks for the KKK.
For nigger-killin’ lawmen,
feelin’ their notches.
For decent church-goin’ women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.
Thanks for “Kill a Queer for
Christ” stickers.
Thanks for laboratory AIDS.
Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.
Thanks for a country where
nobody is allowed to mind his
own business.
Thanks for a nation of finks.
Yes, thanks for all the
memories– all right let’s see
your arms!
You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.
Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.
nice find. best thanksgiving speech i’ve heard maybe ever
Wow, great new look. I haven’t been around much so it been difficult to visit. this post is very much like today. Where do you find these things…….I think you do the best job of research. Hope you are fine Johnnypeepers. Will come back again!
Frank
Frank loves you, Johnny Peepers. Yes he does. He wants to kiss your boo-boos and make all the pain go away with a gentle embrace. Frank loves his Johnny Peepers.
You are a sick little drooling punter Manco. Since your crumbling little world is infested with self-loathing thoughts, depravity, and hate for humanity, you mock those who demonstrate kindness and decency. The days of your ilk are numbered, boy.
Kindness and decency, my ass. You obviously aren’t able to recognize a snake. Read between the lines, Peepers. It just might save your life some day.
Johnny, this is for Manco–you are a tiring little snot that probably will never have much about yourself. Speak about snake–snakes are always higher up that a goober. Back off with you shit.
Frank
Frankie: If you’re going to insult me, at least make sense.
“Speak about snake–snakes are always higher up that a goober.” What the hell does that mean?
“Back off with you shit.” What? Me no understand. You be unable when forming sentences complete.
Manco,
Let me assist you…I recognize his particular dialect and Yoda-like phrasing as that from a remote Bolivian tribe called the Chipaya. He is trying to call you a “Titicaca”, bro bro.
Timotheus
Hi Johnny Hi Tobias, nice post Johnny, missed U guys!!!
Hi Dummi. I see the state hospital let you out early for the holidays. I will warn Manco that you are on the loose. As Frank used to say, “Don’t eat the yellow snow.”