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There's absolutely no evidence to support the statement that we're the greatest country in the world. We're seventh in literacy, 27th in math, 22nd in science, 49th in life expectancy, 178th in infant mortality, third in median household income, number 4 in labor force, and number 4 in exports. We lead the world in only 3 categories: number of incarcerated citizens per capita, number of adults who believe angels are real, and defense spending where we spend more than the next 26 countries combined, 25 of whom are allies.
Okay a lot of these statistics are rather bullshitty and this is a classic example of liberals loving the America that could be rather than the one we have.
But of course what truly makes the US great is our overall score which include among other things the ideals we hold ourselves to, the opportunities and freedom available to everyone, the minor miracles of accomplishments that happen daily, plus a long-running stable, robust culture and government along with a certain coolness factor and joie de vie.
That's a quite rare combination and the reason why the lines to get into the US are so much longer than say Norway.
Of the itty-bitty-titty lover's closet that is. NTTAWWT with certain prison-type situations excepted.
Pardon the expression, but when the guys got together to go to what they always called "t*tty bars." Weird, huh? It just bothered me. That's when I knew I was different.
I just never got it. Those kind of places just never did and still don't "do" anything for me.
...If people want to judge me, talk about me behind my back ... there goes the guy who doesn't like big t*ts. Fine. Go for it. I don't care anymore.
I'm out. I like myself. The fact is, I like small breasts, always have, always will, and I couldn't be any more happy, comfortable with myself, and proud.
Well we're a big-tent party so I guess if we can accept the libertarians and the Irish, we can somehow accept the non-breast-men too. But just never, ever let them onto the entertainment planning committees.