My grandfather once owned a catfish restaurant in Odessa, TX called BG's Catfish +. For a year or two, he leased the space next to his restaurant and opened up a Rush Room. I had no idea what the hell it was, but a bunch of old cackling grumpy men would sit around smoking cigars drinking coffee and listen to this very powerful and commanding voice on the radio while they talked shit about Bill Clinton.
I was still young and dumb and thought Bill Clinton was totally cool, so I thought they were a bunch of old jerks, but later on in life I tried listening to Rush again to see what all the fuss was about. I immediately became enlightened and matured to the point that I actually UNDERSTOOD things clearly and saw through all the bullshit in the media. I owe a lot to this man.
My grandfather once owned a catfish restaurant in Odessa, TX called BG's Catfish +. For a year or two, he leased the space next to his restaurant and opened up a Rush Room. I had no idea what the hell it was, but a bunch of old cackling grumpy men would sit around smoking cigars drinking coffee and listen to this very powerful and commanding voice on the radio while they talked shit about Bill Clinton.
I was still young and dumb and thought Bill Clinton was totally cool, so I thought they were a bunch of old jerks, but later on in life I tried listening to Rush again to see what all the fuss was about. I immediately became enlightened and matured to the point that I actually UNDERSTOOD things clearly and saw through all the bullshit in the media. I owe a lot to this man.
Fuck cancer. Seriously, fuck cancer.