Excuse my French...

So, while I was out mowing grass for widow women this afternoon, Mr. Postman stopped by Andy's Place and left this.

Click on the image at the left...and excuse my French!



As y'all know (because you love me so much), I turn 50 years of age next Saturday. (Do not forget to send me a gift, or at least an e-card, or some money...large bills preferred).

Yes, I have been officially "invited" to join the AARP. My response, "BITE ME!"

First things first. I will never "retire." I don't believe in it. If I live to be 133, I will work at something financially productive every day of my life. If I one day become even more fabulously wealthy than I am now, I will use every "work day" as an opportunity to acquire even more of that evil stuff known as money. Should I contract some awful, terrible disease that renders me unable to continue to produce, then I will make it my life's work to walk into the woods...find a place that I can not be found...sit down, and peacefully go on to Heaven.

Second things second. I will NEVER join the AARP! The AARP is, and has long been a bunch of shysters presenting itself as an "advocate" for the aged. It is truly just a shill for lefty causes, put together to force legislation that drives the US further into debt. It is an "advocate" for saddling future generations with repaying the "wants" of currently old folks.

I am old enough to remember a time when the mantra of old folks was, "I don't want to be a burden." Groups like the AARP have sniffed in the wind a changing mindset among older people...and have capitalized on it.

In short, the AARP sucks!

And the topper of all toppers is that they have come out in favor of this putrid pile of dookie being put forth by Congress and BozO called "health care reform." The AARP sucks!

I've got the letter right here in front of me, and it clearly states as a Member Benefit: "We are fighting for your American Dream." Really? My "American Dream" is to be left the heck alone...to be free from gubmit intrusion in my life...and to NOT LEAVE MY CRAP FOR MY CHILDREN TO CLEAN UP WHEN I CROAK!"

The AARP is fighting against my American Dream. So, THEY CAN BITE ME!

It says in here that I can join up for just $16 a year. BITE ME! I would not send the AARP $16 a year for a full-ride annual health care plan, free prescription drugs, 100% discounts at WalMart, or a new Mercury Sable...with a chauffeur.

The "invitation" is signed by one Addison Barry Rand, CEO of the AARP.

Barry, BITE ME!