>Be me
>red blooded 'murican
>God is good, guns are great, gov't can git outta muh face
I don't need no pencil necked elitist in a monkey suit telling me how to live my life, trying to mandate a minimum age of potty training, if you get out of the big cities where people are living on top of each other and used diaper bake over asphalt and make busses smell worse than an unmucked pig stall three weeks after farrowing. Out here in real 'murica, if I'm out in the woods in a deer blind and need to go, I ain't tearing down to go dig a latrine, leaving traces telling any doe, buck, or fox that a human is in the area. I'm gonna shit my drawers like my daddy and grandaddy before 'im and sit in place until I fill my meat cellar with venison. Git that ivy league "social contract" bullshit outta real 'murica.