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The spelling errors are Nugents. This is a few of his tweets and rants following the election.Nugent needs to disappear faster than Romney..
Scootaloo
(25,699 posts)HipChick
(25,485 posts)they are predictable..why buy into the negative energy?
Logical
(22,457 posts)you not read them or comment on them.
johnq45
(33 posts)Nugent thinks he is one of the hardest workers in America!
ceeRoy
(69 posts)COWARD!!...and a Racist Punk
BlueMan Votes
(903 posts)what a POS.
aint_no_life_nowhere
(21,925 posts)as a chromatic substitute for the mixolydian V. Considering his level of musical knowledge, it would shut him up and keep him busy for the next 100 years.
louis-t
(23,199 posts)I was a music major.
Paladin
(28,202 posts)Talk about doing my side of the gun argument some favors.
GaYellowDawg
(4,443 posts)What is he, Granny Clampett?
RebelOne
(30,947 posts)And he hunts and kills a lot more than just the little varmints, but big ones like deer or whatever else he can shoot or arrow.
Blue_In_AK
(46,436 posts)I can't stand him.
Initech
(99,909 posts)gtar100
(4,192 posts)Other than that, he's just another American idiot.
rateyes
(17,438 posts)what a tool.
Ikonoklast
(23,973 posts)undeterred
(34,658 posts)tabasco
(22,974 posts)pokerfan
(27,677 posts)Interview with High Times in 1977....
I got my physical notice 30 days prior to. Well, on that day I ceased cleansing my body. No more brushing my teeth, no more washing my hair, no baths, no soap, no water. Thirty days of debris build. I stopped shavin' and I was 18, had a little scraggly beard, really looked like a hippie. I had long hair, and it started gettin' kinky, matted up. Then two weeks before, I stopped eating any food with nutritional value. I just had chips, Pepsi, beer-stuff I never touched-buttered poop, little jars of Polish sausages, and I'd drink the syrup, I was this side of death, Then a week before, I stopped going to the bathroom. I did it in my pants. poop, piss the whole shot. My pants got crusted up.
See, I approached the whole thing like, Ted Nugent, cool hard-workin' dude, is gonna wreak havoc on these imbeciles in the armed forces. I'm gonna play their own game, and I'm gonna destroy 'em. Now my whole body is crusted in poop and piss. I was ill. And three or four days before, I started stayin' awake. I was close to death, but I was in control. I was extremely antidrug as I've always been, but I snorted some crystal methedrine. Talk about one wounded motherf*cker. A guy put up four lines, and it was for all four of us, but I didn't know and I'm vacuuming that poop right up. I was a walking, talking hunk of human poop. I was six-foot-three of sin. So the guys took me down to the physical, and my nerves, my emotions were distraught. I was not a good person. I was wounded. But as painful and nauseous as it was 'cause I was really into bein' clean and on the ball I made gutter swine hippies look like football players. I was deviano.
So I went in, and those guys in uniform couldn't believe the smell. They were ridiculin' me and pushin' me around and I was cryin', but all the time I was laughin' to myself. When they stuck the needle in my arm for the blood test I passed out, and when I came to they were kicking me into the wall. Then they made everybody take off their pants, and I did, and this sergeant says, "Oh my God, put those back on! You fucking swine you!" Then they had a urine test and I couldn't piss, But my poop was just like ooze, man, so I poop in the cup and put it on the counter. I had poop on my hand and my arm. The guy almost puked. I was so proud. I knew I had these chumps beat. The last thing I remember was wakin' up in the ear test booth and they were sweepin' up. So I went home and cleaned up.
They took a putty knife to me. I got the street rats out of my hair, ate some good steaks, beans, potatoes, cottage cheese, milk. A couple of days and I was ready to kick ass. And in the mail I got this big juicy 4-F. They'd call dead people before theyd call my ass. But you know the funny thing about it? I'd make an incredible army man. I'd be a colonel before you knew what hit you, and I'd have the baddest bunch of motherfuckin' killers you'd ever seen in my platoon. But I just wasn't into it. I was too busy doin' my own thing, you know?