jackwright
05-30-02, 07:59AM
~Don Pardo pulls a microphone out of his ass and says~
Allright boys and girls, here he is. He's not the guy that traded the hash for a chance at the ludes behind door number one, door number two or door number three and got a vice squad cop instead, but he should be. But let's give him a great big greasy fart welcome anyway....Jackwright Freeeeeeemaaaan !!!
~Jackwright stands up, clears his throat, adjusts his dick and says.~
Hmmm...I guess that I can only be considered a forty-something, white trash, redneck. I squat near a small,(pop.50), isolated community near the Death Valley, in California.
I worked, mostly, in mining and mining related milling, in engineering and maintainence until six years ago, when an infection cost me the use of my left hand and arm. Before I fucked my arm up, I had been running a small, gold and silver, smelting and refining operation that I had built myself.
Since I fucked my arm up, I have been in a fight with the Social Security Administration over disability benefits. Those fuckers are punks. It is a terrible waste of your labor to give them bug eyed shit maggots anything, as the entire buerocracy is designed to feed itself on what it steals from the people that it was made for.
Consequently, the problems that I'm having with The SSA means that, for the last 6 years, my entire life has revolved around $135.00/month in food stamps. This means that I don't enjoy the normal amenities that most Americans believe that everyone enjoys. I don't have transportation. I don't have electricity or telephone. I don't have running water or indoor plumbing. I pack my water, generally by hand, unless I can con one of my neighbors into hauling it for me. The only way that I able to build this web site, or fuck around on the net at all, is on one of my neighbors' computer late at night.
I live in a 23 foot camp trailer, parked up a dry wash, about a mile from town.
I have five large,(Rot-Lab cross),dogs that I consider to be my immediate family. They have the same mother and father but they come from two separate litters. They are five and six years old and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
My interests include knowledge, firearms, chemistry, metallurgy, political science, history,(American, Sumerian, Roman, Mid-eastern and biblical), music,(all manner),reading, writing and the internet.
I'll be happy to answer any questions that you may have. I don't know what took me so long to get here, but I chatted with Diva this morning, over at the shed, and decided that it must be time. I'm looking forward to getting to know you all.
http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/May/20025304652579502319160.jpg
Allright boys and girls, here he is. He's not the guy that traded the hash for a chance at the ludes behind door number one, door number two or door number three and got a vice squad cop instead, but he should be. But let's give him a great big greasy fart welcome anyway....Jackwright Freeeeeeemaaaan !!!
~Jackwright stands up, clears his throat, adjusts his dick and says.~
Hmmm...I guess that I can only be considered a forty-something, white trash, redneck. I squat near a small,(pop.50), isolated community near the Death Valley, in California.
I worked, mostly, in mining and mining related milling, in engineering and maintainence until six years ago, when an infection cost me the use of my left hand and arm. Before I fucked my arm up, I had been running a small, gold and silver, smelting and refining operation that I had built myself.
Since I fucked my arm up, I have been in a fight with the Social Security Administration over disability benefits. Those fuckers are punks. It is a terrible waste of your labor to give them bug eyed shit maggots anything, as the entire buerocracy is designed to feed itself on what it steals from the people that it was made for.
Consequently, the problems that I'm having with The SSA means that, for the last 6 years, my entire life has revolved around $135.00/month in food stamps. This means that I don't enjoy the normal amenities that most Americans believe that everyone enjoys. I don't have transportation. I don't have electricity or telephone. I don't have running water or indoor plumbing. I pack my water, generally by hand, unless I can con one of my neighbors into hauling it for me. The only way that I able to build this web site, or fuck around on the net at all, is on one of my neighbors' computer late at night.
I live in a 23 foot camp trailer, parked up a dry wash, about a mile from town.
I have five large,(Rot-Lab cross),dogs that I consider to be my immediate family. They have the same mother and father but they come from two separate litters. They are five and six years old and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
My interests include knowledge, firearms, chemistry, metallurgy, political science, history,(American, Sumerian, Roman, Mid-eastern and biblical), music,(all manner),reading, writing and the internet.
I'll be happy to answer any questions that you may have. I don't know what took me so long to get here, but I chatted with Diva this morning, over at the shed, and decided that it must be time. I'm looking forward to getting to know you all.
http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/May/20025304652579502319160.jpg