A new game to play

After working hard without a break for the GOP (God’s Own Party), I took some time for a rest. I wandered into a local watering hole and joined some friends. Our topic of discussion was immigration and the illegals. We ordered our good ol’ American beer and a plate of nachos and lamented all the damage being done to our American values by such illegals as those kids now known as DACAs.

During the wait for our pizza to arrive we designed a game for the clubhouse of the GOP. Sort of like “whack-a-mole” but we used figures of foreigners and called it “Whack-aDACA.” We laughed all the way until our pizza came. Then I noticed that a threesome had sat down near us and were talking very expressively and annoyingly. I immediately identified Professor Phineas Phogbottom and his despicable buddy Sassy Sue.

The third was a new person. She was very exuberant about her subject, something like love your neighbor and forgive and other librul hippie stuff like that. After observing a while I deduced she was a washed-up old hippie type. Then she started talking about mushrooms and the others were most attentive to this and I figured from the way she talked she had had one too many of the funny mushrooms in her time.

On my way out I leaned over and told old Phoggy that I was a true Christian and didn’t need to hear this hippie stuff and that the only good Bible was the King James and the best of that was the Old Testament and not that New Age bit called the New Testament.

A short but rewarding rest with good American beer and nachos and pizza. How I loathe all those illegals and their influence on our God-given culture; who needs ’em!

STEVE GIBSON

Little Rock