Crazy Unk Story

As many of you know, blogger and Ushanka-wearing CrazyUnk is doing to his cancer what the Gurkha's did to sleeping German soldiers in WWII.

You can always keep up to date with his treatment at his cancer blog, Not What I Wanted to Hear, Doc.

 

Chorus:

Mmm, maybe I'll be there to shake your hand

(Shake your hand)

Baby, I'll be there to share the land

(Share the land)

That they'll be givin' away

When we oughta live together

We're talkin' bout together, now

Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand

(Shake your hand)

Maybe I'll be there to share the land

(Share the land)

That they'll be givin' away

When we oughta live together

Together, together

CrazyUnk told me a story last week and I've been meaning to share it (with his permission).  We're always keen on stories where someone gets the commie smack against the head and learn that there are makers and takers in this world.  It is a moment where one must decide which type they will be.

As a boy, CrazyUnk had taken a liking to the song above - The Guess Who "Share the Land".  He was singing it one day as he was cleaning up his garage, and his father walked in.

CrazyUnk:  ...I'll be there to share the land...

Father:  Whose land will they share first?

The rest is history.  CrazyUnk joined the anti-communist crusaders that day, and we are lucky to have him on our side.