"An Old Story"

George Washington: "You're Fuck'n Kidding right?"

Betsy Ross: "Well ya didn't give me much time, and you wasn't exactly specific. You was also Drunk."

George Washington: "Gimme a break. The Frigg'n Brits is kicking my ass into next Tuesday."

"All I asks for is a new Flag for this Hot deal we're Cook'n up with the Knight Templar, and the Masons."

"What do you hand me?!"

"A deranged nightmare of Bleeding Zebra Stripes, and Moorish Stars?!"

Betsy Ross: "Take it or leave it pal. You can always go with what your Slave Raping buddy Jefferson wanted."

"A severed Indian Head Impaled on a Pike.

"Yeah that'll go over big"

Betsy's Daughter: "That or the weird shit 'you' wanted. A big Eyeball on a field of Snakes."

General Lafayette: "I'd go with the Zebra George."

(Entry #38 in the series, "The 'Real' Origins of the U.S. of A.)

*( This is from my first blog in 2006. Back when you could post naked people.)