I remember with total clarity where I was when the planes hit the World Trade Center thirteen years ago. I was standing in the front yard of my West Texas farm, cradling my most cherished possessions-a portrait of Ronald Reagan, an original White Jesus English language Bible, an American flag, a pocket-sized copy of the Constitution, a yellow ribbon that declared my support for the troops, and a Smith and Wesson .44 Magnum pistol. I had just finished my morning Ronald Reagan prayer rituals when I sensed the presence of evil. I ran inside to my living room, turned on my television, and saw that America was under attack from the Iraqi military. I fell to my knees instantly, screamed that I would avenge Americas honor, and prayed for Ronald Reagan to grant me strength. I enlisted in the Army, Marine Corps, Navy, and Air Force that morning. When I concluded my enlistment paperwork, I traveled to New York City, where I captured five thousand previously undetected terrorists only moments before they were about to launch more attacks and personally advised President George W. Bush on the impending wars with Iraq, Iran, and Afghanistan.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 23:54:55 +0000
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