Reaching the arrivals lounge, I glanced across the crowd. Being almost the last passenger to leave the plane, most of the people had met those that th...y were meeting, and they stood talking, laughing, weeping, and displaying every other emotion. My eyes alighted on a single man, frowning, a look of annoyance upon his face. There was nothing exceptional about him; probably in his late 50's, slightly balding, solid build but a little overweight. Our eyes met. His face cleared and a smile. Capitalism is freely giving your money in exchange for something of value.Socialism is taking your money against your will and shoving something down your throat that you never asked for.I’ve decided I can’t be politically correct anymore. (I never was, actually)This one is compliments of John A.Heavens to Murgatroyd!Would you believe the email spell checker did not recognize the word murgatroyd? Lost Words from our childhood: Words gone as fast as the buggy whip! Sad really!The other day a not. That turned into a big thing as it was repeated and then changed to I was going to walk completely around the planet. To say I was embarrassed would be polite. When Candy and Megan approached me I was looking at maps to see if it was even possible. Candy bent over the table to look at the comp screen and I found myself staring into her blouse.Megan giggled and bumped her and she looked up and then followed my look. The two girls were popular but I had never talked to them. Candy grinned and. For now they were 'mom' and 'daughter' to me. It actually got me harder just knowing that. I guess I was a dirty old man. I certainly felt that way and I knew what I was going to say next was going to brand me with that name for the rest of my life."I was thinking," I said in a clear voice, "that it's been over forty-two years since I last nursed off of my mommy's tits and that I was wondering what it would be like again to slurp down her sweet mother's milk, especially while my big, hard dick.