Prove it asshole, or slink off to your trailer and load up your urinal cakes so you and Poem can cruise those gubmnet bathrooms.
Trump IS a draft dodger. You don't play the HS sports he did and get bone spurs.
F.O you lying sack of shit!
Hey, here's another righty 'hero'. You're full of it and he was smeared with it!
Yep, that's YOUR guy. LOL!
Trump IS a draft dodger. You don't play the HS sports he did and get bone spurs.
F.O you lying sack of shit!
Hey, here's another righty 'hero'. You're full of it and he was smeared with it!
Quote:Patriotic American Ted Nugent Shit His Pants to Avoid the Draft
http://gawker.com/5983634/patriotic-american-...-the-draft
02/12/13 09:45AM
Guitar-slinging millionaire dipshit Ted Nugent will be attending the State of Union tonight, as the guest of Texas Republican Rep. Steve Stockman. Nugent—who last year issued a veiled threat to President Obama—says he'll "demilitarize" before he goes. An interesting choice of words, as Nugent isn't himself a military man—in fact, he literally shit his pants to avoid being drafted.
From a 1977 High Times interview dug up by Dangerous Minds
I got my physical notice 30 days prior to. Well, on that day I ceased cleansing my body. No more brushing my teeth, no more washing my hair, no baths, no soap, no water. Thirty days of debris build. I stopped shavin' and I was 18, had a little scraggly beard, really looked like a hippie. I had long hair, and it started gettin' kinky, matted up.
Then two weeks before, I stopped eating any food with nutritional value. I just had chips, Pepsi, beer-stuff I never touched-buttered poop, little jars of Polish sausages, and I'd drink the syrup, I was this side of death, Then a week before, I stopped going to the bathroom. I did it in my pants. poop, piss the whole shot. My pants got crusted up.
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So I went in, and those guys in uniform couldn't believe the smell. They were ridiculin' me and pushin' me around and I was cryin', but all the time I was laughin' to myself. When they stuck the needle in my arm for the blood test I passed out, and when I came to they were kicking me into the wall.
Then they made everybody take off their pants, and I did, and this sergeant says, "Oh my God, put those back on! You fucking swine you!" Then they had a urine test and I couldn't piss, But my poop was just like ooze, man, so I poop in the cup and put it on the counter.
I had poop on my hand and my arm. The guy almost puked. I was so proud. I knew I had these chumps beat. The last thing I remember was wakin' up in the ear test booth and they were sweepin' up. So I went home and cleaned up.
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But you know the funny thing about it? I'd make an incredible army man. I'd be a colonel before you knew what hit you, and I'd have the baddest bunch of motherfuckin' killers you'd ever seen in my platoon. But I just wasn't into it.
Yep, that's YOUR guy. LOL!
