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Friday, April 07, 2017

When the chemical weapons start flying, I don't know if I want a Quaker doing my fighting for me.

10 years ago I wrote about General Mud, war, and rackets.  Very soon that gum I like is going to come back in style...


April 7, 2017 in Pax Americana | Permalink


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