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> http://www.wral.com/news/local/video/3227577/

YES! That was my husband on tv last night! And for the first time ever, thanks to some of the obscene, vulgar, hateful, and crazy e-mails the Rules Review received, they had to have a security officer at their monthly meeting! The worst e-mail turned out to be from a woman in Arkansas, and the nicest thing she said was that Bobby was an animal hater.
HUH?!
The Bryan family got a kick out of that one. The man who should have been named Noah and will eat a McDonald's hamburger and drink water to save money (or take his lunch) but will spend money on feed and medicine for animals is an animal hater?!
I agree that animals should be treated, as should all of God's creation, in a correct manner, but it aggravates me somewhat that people are ranting and raving over an issue where they neither have all the facts nor care whether or not things are done legally and correctly. And that's all I can say on the issue.

Comments

sara said…
Oooh I am going to have to ask Bobby for his autograph!!!!
Lydia said…
Don't let fame go to your head, Mr B! How was your trip?

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