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Yes, I can confirm I dropped my glass of Applejack going outside yesterday to talk to George during cocktail hour only to see him in THIS outfit. After getting a refill, and having a deep belt first, I was able to choke down my laughter long enough to ask him what THIS was about. He knows my income level, and thought that HE was going to get RICH by going north to Virginia and blend in with the other refugees up there. He really couldn't understand how I worked my entire life to retire on the pittance I receive, especially after serving 8 years in the Navy. Then, people are allowed into our country and get more help and benefits than I do. He was going to go to the southern border, but knew he didn't look latin enough to pass. He figured at his age, there simply wasn't another choice. He'd just let out with some "la-la-la-la's", bow down when he needed to, and he'd fit right in. Then, he'd get a free place to live, a better income than I make, full benefits, and be able to vote. He'd send me pictures of himself to laugh at me. THAT riled me up, really bad. No, I haven't worn a tie or a suit in over 20 years, but that's by choice. I don't even own one. I consider myself rich in more ways than most enjoy. The love of a fantastic family, and outright ownership of what I have. Yeah, they gentrify everything to increase taxation and fees that retirees SHOULD be exempted from, but I'm still better off than beholding to a fickle government that changes its mind at the drop of a hat. Over the years, I've learned how to live within my means. The freedoms I have are more important to me than being taken care of by a bunch of imbecilic morons bereft of humanity. Rich? Me? That's laughable in terms of money. In terms of experience, knowledge, wisdom, and the understanding of the life we've all enjoyed until politics spread it's cancerous tentacles, indeed I am rich. I WAS going to try and inform George of this, but found it wasn't worth the time. Instead, alas, I instilled fear to the extent he went up the closest tree after I told him the TRUTH. Between where I live and northern Virginia, there's a LOT of hungry people that consider squirrel a delicacy. Even if he made it up there, some of the ones he was going to " blend in with " have some beliefs he wasn't familiar with. After telling him how their diets were, and their use of animal skins, he kind of shrank. Then, I informed him that he'd BETTER learn sharia law FAST. I told him what they'd do to an infidel and imposter. Since a lot of them were interpreters, they'd bust him fast. Even OUR government wouldn't be fooled. Yeah, that bad. When I told him he'd have to vote democratic for life or lose everything, he ripped off his little turban, threw his cute little gun on the ground, and started screaming MAGA, MAGA over and over at the top of his lungs when I told him they don't drink/permit alcohol. The immediate transition was astounding. I'm not sure when I'll see the little guy again, but I left him a couple of swallers in my glass when I went in. This morning, I saw the empty glass, and some pine nuts he'd left in it. I think he'll be okay. At least HE has ears to hear. Just sayin' ............