My former step-father is one them crazy 9/11 truther moonbats. Bush this. Bush that. Isn't it weird the way the towers fell? Yadda yadda yadda and so forth. Every time I go to visit my mother he tries to goad me or my wife. I've had to train myself not to take the bait. I've got more of a chance of having a legitamate debate with a brick wall. Because, after all,
he knows "how it works." How everything works. He knows, and there's no telling him any different. Thing is, he can't tell me I'm not welcome, because he still lives with my mother 15 years after their separation, can't get a decent job and won't leave. And of course, that's Bush's fault, too.
When I say "typical moobat," yeah... I mean TYPICAL moobat.
But ya know what, I still talk to him. He's still a funny bastard when it comes to watching and commenting on sports. So I don't believe these moonbat bouncies for a second. Most of them are thankful to have whatever sort of human interaction they can get. They WISH they could be out shooting down Republicans but the only thing they shoot is the breeze.