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Monday, May 22, 2006
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Look Ma...I can sing...

So now Natalie Maines, you know the FAT ( yeah, I can use that word...cause I live it) dixie chick, she takes back her apology to Pres. Bush from 2003 and adds to it...
"I don't feel that way anymore," she told Time magazine for its issue hitting newsstands Monday. "I don't feel he is owed any respect whatsoever."
Wow...I guess that is fair, I NEVER felt (along with Toby Keith and the millions that stopped buying her albums) that she deserved any respect either. And she is only a stupid country singer. That is unless she has a masters degree in political science from Princeton, then she gets the respect I give dishwater.

Not only does she decide to thumb her twangy nose at the office of the President, but her band mate Martie MaGuire throws in her splat of lunacy.
"I'd rather have a small following of really cool people who get it, who will grow with us as we grow and are fans for life, than people that have us in their five-disc changer with Reba McEntire and Toby Keith," Maguire said. "We don't want those kinds of fans. They limit what you can do."
Hmmm...cool people? Oh, I see cool people. Yeah, I know those people, the ones that will sell out their own country for popularity. So the popular kids. I was never a "popular" kid, so I guess I don't get it. If there are any of the "popular" kids that read this dribble, please enlighten me on the ways of the gay vote, Jesus as a party favor, abortion, immigration and disrespecting ones country and not having the common decency and patriotism to support ones country and the office of the President. WHEW...

So in conclusion of my review of the new dixie chick's album "Bountry Citches,"** I find the songs "Lord help us get clue," "We are Dirty Stinkin' Traitors" and the big hit "Ronny the dogs is under the trailer with the kids again" perfectly simple, forgetful, useless songs that will excite like the fizz on a freshly opened Dr. Pepper, but soon lose all their punch. Much like the chicks. Hopefully those sociology degrees from Dick Durban's school of diplomatic uselessness will do them well when they fight Madonna and Kayne West in a Texas cage match for the title of World's Biggest Mule Hole.

manteca


** I might have mixed up the first letters here. Can somebody check Wikipedia for me?


 
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