Howdy, Madtown Mob! Hope everyone's havin' a great weekend! The government banned full face helmets! Unfortunately, it wasn't OUR government...

FULL-FACE HELMETS BANNED--  ZAMBOANGA CITY (Mindanao Examiner / Apr. 25, 2012) – A remote village in Zamboanga City which is trying to promote eco-tourism has banned motorcycle riders from wearing a full-face helmet and warned violators will be shot.

A huge tarpaulin sign now hangs on the entrance of Lumayang, about 20 kilometers east of Zamboanga, and the new village law has attracted strong criticism from various sectors because of its extreme warning.

Frederick Atilano, the village chieftain, insisted the new law would make Lumayang and its 1,600 residents safe from hired killers, who usually use full face helmets, in their murderous trail in Zamboanga.

He said in February, motorcycle gunmen wearing full face helmets, killed a school principal, Wilson Recisio, 40, in Lumayang.

Howdy, to the Madtown Mob! Hope Monday was kind to ya!

I just found out that my ol' Shovelhead, "The Bar-Barian" is in the June issue of Easyriders Magazine! That's almost like bein' on the cover of the Rolling Stone, only different! :)

Howdy, Madtown Mob! Good Monday morning to all of ya! This morning, I'm alerting you to an American company that's under attack for building firearms. Lets support them so America doesn't lose more jobs!

This was posted on McMillan's Facebook page. I don't deal with B of A, but if I did, I would change banks ASAP, regardless of the inconvenience, and let them know WHY! B of A is working hand in hand with the government to promote gun control, and crush YOUR right to own a firearm!

McMillan Fiberglass Stocks, McMillan Firearms Manufacturing, McMillan Group International have been collectively banking with Bank of America for 12 years. Today Mr. Ray Fox, Senior Vice President, Market Manager, Business Banking, Global Commercial Banking came to my office. He scheduled the meeting as an “account analysis” meeting in order to evaluate the two lines of credit we have with them. He spent 5 minutes talking about how McMillan has changed in the last 5 years and have become more of a firearms manufacturer than a supplier of accessories.
At this point I interrupted him and asked “Can I possibly save you some time so that you don’t waste your breath? What you are going to tell me is that because we are in the firearms manufacturing business you no longer want my business.”
“That is correct” he says.
I replied “That is okay, we will move our accounts as soon as possible. We can find a 2nd Amendment friendly bank that will be glad to have our business. You won’t mind if I tell the NRA, SCI and everyone one I know that BofA is not firearms industry friendly?”
“You have to do what you must” he said.
“So you are telling me this is a politically motivated decision, is that right?”
Mr Fox confirmed that it was. At which point I told him that the meeting was over and there was nothing let for him to say.

I think it is import for all Americans who believe in and support our 2nd amendment right to keep and bare arms should know when a business does not support these rights. What you do with that knowledge is up to you. When I don’t agree with a business’ political position I can not in good conscience support them. We will soon no longer be accepting Bank of America credit cards as payment for our products.

Kelly D. McMillan, Director of OperationsMcMillan Group International, LLC
623-582-9635

1638 W Knudsen Dr
Phoenix , Arizona 85027
McMillan Integrity-Global Vision

Howdy, Madtown Mob! There was a "cowboy convention" in Clovis today, with cowboy poetry readings. I wrote this for my amigo, Basic Bob, out in Arizona a while back.

COWBOY CLEAN

By Buckshot

One day I was ridin’ along an ol’ crick,

I’d been roundin’ up strays an’ I’m muddy an’ slick.

The crick looked invitin’, an’ I’m covered with slime,

So I thought to myself that a dip would be fine.

I looked to my left, an I looked to my right,

but me an’ my pony we’re all that’s in sight,

so I slipped off my duds, an’ into the flow,

The temperature must’a been thirty or so.

I splashed an’ I wallered until I was clean,

An’ that’s when I noticed that I’d done been seen.

A rangy ol’ coyote had snuck up to the crick,

he ran off with my longjohns an’ thought he was slick.

I crawled out’a the water an’ reached for my Colt,

But the smell of the coyote made my ol’ pony bolt.

So I’m standin’ there whistlin’ for my wanderin’ hoss

An’ that coyote’s a grinnin’ with my drawers in his jaws.

I eared back the hammer an’ fired a shot,

But the farther I missed him the closer I got.

I caught up to my hoss an’ I reined him in tight,

But by then that ol’ coyote was nowhere in sight.

I learned me a valuable lesson that day,

About takin’ a bath on the prairie that way,

So next time I’m dirty I won’t take the chance

I’ll just use the horse trough back at the ranch.

Howdy, Madtown Mob!! Hey, look what a gal in Colorado got as change! If you get one of these, either refuse to accept it, or better yet, take it to the bank and DEMAND that it be destroyed as "defaced"!

Howdy, Madtown Mob!

Well, I just got back from the big city, (Fresno) an' I had me one of those epiphanies ya hear about now an' then! I was drivin' down Blackstone Avenue, an' watchin' the idiots trying to make their way home, an' decided that the meek may, indeed, inherit the Earth, but they sure as hell don't do well in heavy traffic! If you don't want all that space in front of you, don't get pissed if I take it.

Howdy, Madtown Mob! Well, it's Saturday, so what are ya doin' on the computer??? I've been told that "you can't take me anywhere" so often that I've decided to change, so here's my new kinder, gentler ME!

A KINDER, GENTLER BUCKSHOT

By me.

I used to use profanity

To spice up my discourse

One of my very favorites

Would always start with “horse”.

Whenever I would use it

In company polite

I always stood sequestered

The remainder of the night.

But now I’ve changed; become refined

I’ve found out what to say

To express my inner feelings

In a kinder, gentler way.

Whenever I hear something

That’s so shocking and obtuse

That it instantly reminds me

Of the back end of a moose

I never use profanity

For now I simply say

“That’s just so much OBAMA”

Then I turn and walk away.