One minute I’m floating on a raft down the wide Mississippi River, and the next I’m in a horse-drawn cart, driving through narrow streets in Paris with my hands tied behind my back.
I probably shouldn't admit that until I read your post, I didn't even know FUBAR was a comedy series on Netflicks. I don't watch much television. To me, it was simply a reference to WWII (and later) military-speak: Fucked-up-beyond all recognition.
I rarely watch any of the series. I had not heard of "Fubar" until I read your latest post. Lately, we're up to our necks in facists. Sooner or later all of them will end up digging their own graves. I'd help but I'm too tired these days to even lift a spoon.
I probably shouldn't admit that until I read your post, I didn't even know FUBAR was a comedy series on Netflicks. I don't watch much television. To me, it was simply a reference to WWII (and later) military-speak: Fucked-up-beyond all recognition.
I rarely watch any of the series. I had not heard of "Fubar" until I read your latest post. Lately, we're up to our necks in facists. Sooner or later all of them will end up digging their own graves. I'd help but I'm too tired these days to even lift a spoon.