Riders United for a Sovereign America
Dear Buffalo Rick,
I'm very excited about the Easter weekend ride out to Western Trails Ranch, and I can't wait to hear the Leonard Skynyrd cover band you've booked. Radical Islamunistofascists may have a paradise where they sit around all day smoking hashish and vittering houris, but by God, they don't get what we're going to have out at the Ranch that day. There ain't nothing better than hating on Mexicans with a bunch of drunk, Harley-riding Redneck-Americans screaming rebel yells interspersed with shouts of "play Freebird, man." That is there ain't nothing better except whipping out your little Johnny-Reb to scare a young Mexican mother and her two-year-old child like you did at a mall last week.Hey, maybe you could make that part of the event. You know, after the show, we could head off to the nearest mall and expose ourselves to all the Mexican families we see, and thereby, intimidate them with a poignant display of the rich depth and superiority of our culture.
Of course, as I'm sure you learned, it might be difficult for our targets to actually see what we're whipping out. I mean, we're all riding big, loud, chopped-out Harley's for a reason--let's just say, our little Johnny Rebs may be smaller than most, but, by God, they're wiry! So maybe we need to bring a few kielbasas with us.
Heterosexually yours,
Gen. JC Christian, patriot
