Oh have mercy Mr. Borst, you caught me in an error while I was trying to convey an amusing story about Jones that not even you knew about. Of course I know the correct name of Dickie Lee's song, Dickie Lee is a friend of mine, and you Mr. Borst, are no Dickie Lee. In trying to tell a joke I confused the title with the joke and it got by the editors because they aren't the Jones experts that you are. And as for confusing Randy Travis with Alan Jackson, well, I bet that happens a lot. This was supposed to be a message of gratitude. I don't know about the IRS scandal, but I know that my name is on a George Jones record. Now what was your connection to him?
Mr. Borst, you have the perfect thumbnail picture.
Let's don't forget Jones' song "Call the Wrecker For My Heart," written by Memphian Randy Haspel.
I don't care if Brian Roper was duckwalking barefoot. There are ways to handle situations like this and Jack Magoo's blew it. Go ahead and blame the victim for his wounds if you must, but if you work in the bar business and you don't know how to handle a customer who has been "overserved" without resulting to brutality, you should find another business.
Thought I'd just add one point.
When, as chairman, Michael Steele brought the Republicans control of the House and gains in the Senate, the party rewarded him by firing him. Now that Priebus has presided over one of the party's worst political collapses in history, he is punished by being re-elected. I'm still waiting for some pundit of renown to connect the dots between Priebus and Governors Scott Walker of Wisconsin, Kasich of Ohio, Snyder of Michigan, and Scott of Florida in their union-busting attacks on collective bargaining and attempts to do on a state-by-state basis what they are prohibited from doing on a federal level. Randy
There was a group in the late 60s called The Last Poets. They put out several albums of provocative, even inflammatory, poetry that they chanted in rhythm. They were considered a spoken-word act.
Hi friends. Randy here. Regarding Warhol; by using iconic images or photographs of famous people, and blending them with art into a new medium, is not the same as...Oh, the hell with it. You got me there..
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