That's exactly the impression he made on me! All true! I have had an amazing life when I compare mine to others. I doubt if I'll ever write a book though. The old, I had to learn the hard way so you have to also.

But life is short and the TP runs out faster, the closer you get to the end and all that stuff. So, I have started to help others more. I do try to be nice but I've come to the sad conclusion the left is totally bent on destroying my country and the peace I desired in my waning years and must be destroyed.

So, I've put my leather work gloves back on to protect my knuckles a bit. But it's still more bare fists than padded. So far the left jab and right hook are still working. Not slipping punches as much but that's okay, I have a very hard head. If you duck just right, it can mess up your opponent's hands sometimes and break some small hand bones. That's an edge in winning the overall battle and that's my goal. If only two are left standing, I want it to be Trump and me. Or I, if you're an English major.

Looking for a babe to carry that sign around the ring with, what Round it is? But she can't be wearing shades (sorry) and she has to have a Peposodent smile and nice legs. We want a huge crowd and a huge purse.

In this battle, the title to the US of A goes to the victor. Defeat isn't an option! No TKOs allowed. It has to be a clear decisive victory. It may or may not turn into a deathmatch. I wish my buddy Joe from the Bronx's was here, but I lost track of him, years ago. OPP is my ring and I plan on winning. So trash talking is allowed. I will try to keep my words clean and let my fists do my talking. The left one I call lightning and the right is thunder. When my heart has been pure, they have never failed me. My heart and feet feel light, I'm ready. Let's get this show on the road! To God be all the glory, amen!

Let's rumble!

And that is exactly how I feel every day I open up and log on to OPP. This fight lasts until NOV 4th until the polls close and the last v**e is counted.