I want Leaded Premium Gasoline
I want Leaded Premium Gasoline
Easy. It will be 1954 by tomorrow morning. All that golden goodness is right around the corner.
Coal mining will be vogue.
Manufacturing plants will be buzzing, making steel toys, widgets, lawn ornaments.
"Minorities" will be put in their place.
Cars will become bloated, V8 monsters again, with fins and whole bit. They'll look just like rockets again, Yee-hah!
Medicines will kill you, if you can even get them.
Most stuff will kill you, in fact. Those Dem Boogey Men are out there, you know?
Trains, planes, new airports, new bridges, a big wall between us and Mexico, more, bigger and better churches. More FOX propaganda channels. Less INTERNET to surf.
Ethyl for your Imp? It's on the way, cowboy.