 His (right) Hers (left). Yes we have his and hers F-150's, or as I like to call them My Carbon footprint enhancement device.
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A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the People to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.
We live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Congresswoman Pelosi, you, Senator Reed? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for terrorists and you curse the Military. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Terrorist's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And the military's existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives... You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me In Iraq. You need me in Afganistan. We use words like honor, code, loyalty...we use these words as the backbone to a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a person who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said thank you and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!
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