Nine Amish males were arrested near a town I, interestingly enough, recently fled. In the fine state of Kentucky (your whiskey makes me cry . . . I miss you), these nine punk rawkers said, “Take that, po po!” when the boys in blue demanded (for the sake of safety) that they place orange reflective signs on their buggies.
"Hey, number three. Yeah you, number three: don't you eyeball me! And number five: stop looking so agonizingly humble. It's starting to piss me off."
I gotta say, as one wanna-be Christian anarchist to a bunch of others Christian anarchists, it’s not a bad idea. The only color the early church forbade wearing was purple (please, let’s bring that bit of legalism back–purple does not make you look skinny).
Seriously, God won’t suddenly hate you for sporting orange. If anything, God is going to give you the smack down for those ridiculous “I’m married!” beards (lucky gals).
Nevertheless, as a show of solidarity, this song is for you thugs:
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