Ronald Kessler : Secrets of the Secret Service
The flood of Trump-fearing American liberals sneaking across the border into Canada has intensified in the past week. The Republican presidentialcampaign is prompting an exodus among left-leaning Americans who fear they’ll soon be required to hunt, pray, pay taxes, and live according to the Constitution.
Canadian border residents say it’s not uncommon to see dozens of sociology professors, liberal arts majors, global-warming activists, and “green”energy proponents crossing their fields at night. “I went out to milk the cows the other day, and there was a Hollywoodproducer huddled in the barn,” said southern Manitoba farmer Red Greenfield, whose acreage borders North Dakota. “He was cold, exhausted and hungry, and begged me for a latte and some free-range chicken. When I said I didn’thave any, he left before I even got a chance to show him my screenplay, eh?”
BUT … which President or President-to-Be are we referring to? Obama? Hillary? Trump? PM Ranil? or Royal Ranil?
Profile :- “My life story is on my face”!! … Has a keen sense of humour – his famous song being ; “Why can’t a woman be like a man”
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A FIST-Buggering Act?
The Origin of the Species? Continue reading
Victor Melder of Rhythm of the Wheels
I have had several messages from my cyber world contacts asking why the name change from Victor to Randolph Melder. Whilst some believed it was a SCAM, others thought I was having a mid-life identification crisis, yet others wanted to know the new email address!! At birth I was named Randolph Johnny Victor Melder, and from day one used Victor as my first name, so as to distinguish me from my father – Randolph Joseph Churchill Melder, as he used his first name Randolph (Rando) for identification.
Imagine the confusion, as all official documents carry my official name – Bank, Medicare, GP Services Driver’s Licence etc, to have them call out Randolph (in the words of a friend with the same problem), I am tempted to scream, Randolph Melder died in 1989. Continue reading
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