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While suturing a cut on the hand of a 75 year old rancher, whose hand was caught in the gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to Palin and her bid. The old rancher said, "Well, ya know, Palin is a 'Post Turtle'". Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a 'post turtle' was.

The old rancher said, "When you're driving down a country road you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that's a 'post turtle". The old rancher saw the puzzled look on the doctor's face so he continued to explain.

"You know she didn't get up there by herself, she doesn't belong up there, and she doesn't know what to do while she's up there, and you just wonder what kind of dummy put her up there to begin with".

I'm a little confused. Let me see if I have this straight.....

If you grow up in Hawaii, are raised by your grandparents, you're 'exotic' and 'different.' If you grow up in Alaska eating mooseburgers, you are the quintessential American story.

If your name is Barack you're a radical, unpatriotic Muslim. If you name your kids Willow, Trig and Track, you're a maverick.

If you graduate from Harvard law School, you are unstable.·If you attend five different small colleges before graduating, you're well grounded.

If you spend three years as a community organizer, become the first black editor of the Harvard Law Review, create a voter registration drive that registers 150,000 new voters, spend twelve years as a constitutional law professor, spend eight years as a state senator representing a district with more than 750,000 people, become chairman of your state senate's Health and Human Services Committee, spend four years in the United States Senate representing a state of thirteen million people while sponsoring 131 bills and serving on the Foreign Affairs, Environment, Public Works and Veterans Affairs committees, you don't have any real leadership experience.

If your total resume consists of local weatherman, four years on the city council and six years as the mayor of a town with fewer than 7,000 people, twenty months as the governor of a state with only 650,000 people, then you're qualified to become the country's second highest ranking executive.

If you have been married to the same woman for nineteen years while raising two daughters, all within protestant churches, you're not a real Christian.

If you cheated on your first wife (with a rich heiress) and subsequently left your disfigured wife and married the heiress the following month, you're a Christian.

If you teach responsible, age-appropriate sex education, including the proper use of birth control, you are eroding the fiber of society.

If, while governor, you staunchly advocate 'abstinence only,' and dismiss the instruction of all other sex education options in your state's school system, and then your unwed, teenage daughter becomes pregnant, you're very responsible.

If your wife is a Harvard-graduate lawyer who gave up a position in a prestigious law firm to work for the betterment of her inner city community, who then gave that up to raise a family, your family's values don't represent America's.

If you're husband is nicknamed 'First Dude,' possesses at least one DWI conviction and no college education, didn't register to vote until age 25 and was once a member of a group advocating the secession of Alaska from the USA, your family is extremely admirable.

OK, much clearer now.

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• Titre : La Main Verte
• Album : De Bouches à Oreilles
• Année : 2004

Paroles :

J'ai pensé que peut-etre
On pourrait nous permettre
De fumer nos pètes
J'ai pensé que le bien être
Se retrouve dans la fête
Et que ce commerce fait recette
"Va te faire mettre!"
J'ai compris en fumant
Que fumer c'est de l'argent
Et que j'en donne à des gens
Qui allègrement amassent les
Bagues en diamant
Sur le dos de pauvres paysans
Alors c'es Bang Bing Boum!J'ai la solution
Des tones de graines pour des hectares de plantation
Faites fleurir les jardins, decorer les balecons
Expliquez à vos voisins que fumer vous coute de pognon
Je veux fumer de l'herbe de qualité
Boucher le trou de la sécu en fumant mon tarpé
Ne plus transpirer à chaque contrôle d'identité
Qu'on arrête de m'considérer comme un drogué
Alors c'est Bang Bing Boum!J'ai la solution
Des tones de graines pour des hectares de plantations
De Mars à Octobre c'est la bonne saison
Y a pluqu'à espérer qu'on arrache pas tous mes pieds!!
J'ai pensé que peut-être
Toutes ces tunes malhonnêtes
Servent à nos dirigeants
Qui s'entêtent et répètent
A dire que la fumette
C'est pas bon pour les gens
J'ai compris qu'pour chichon
Tu peux aller en prison
Que l'alcool tue à foison
Que si la légalisation
N'est pas le mot d'ordre de ces bouffons
C'est qu'ils ont de bonnes raisons
Alors c'est Bang Bing Boum!J'ai la solution
Des tones de graines pour des hectares de plantations
Faites fleurir les jardins,décorer les balcons
Expliquez à vos voisins que fumer vous coute du pognon
Je veux fumer de l'herbe de qualité
Boucher le trou de la sécu en fumant mon tarpé
Ne plus transpirer à chaques contrôles d'identité
Qu'on arrête de m'considérer comme un drogué
Alors c'est Bang Bing Boum!J'ai la solution
Des tonnes de graines pour des hectares de plantations
De Mars à Octobre c'est la bonne saison
Y a plus qu'à espérer qu'on arrache pas tous mes pieds
Alors c'est Bang Bing Boum...