Also, fat chance invading the USA from the Pacific. That's like trying to get through a chastity belt by putting your dick in the padlock.

you do conquer it but the locals keep trying to feed you organic, wild harvested, artisanal Amanita soup

Also I always like to point out that Oregon has more guns per person than Texas, most people assume Oregon = Portland.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_Mountain_(TV_series)

I’m from Humboldt, it would be Afghanistan guerrilla warfare in the tallest forest in the world

it hits -30f, you put on the shorts, the light hoodie, and you go out and get milkshakes.

That tag could probably be on the entirety of the North. From Michigan

As an Acadian I totally agree.

Plenty do. The thought that democrats don’t have guns is a stereotype. Being pro gun control and being a responsible gun owner are compatible.

Democrats have guns. They just don't worship their guns, display them like phallic symbols, or make a big deal of having them like conservative nutsos do. So there's a ridiculous stereotype that Democrats don't have guns and want to take guns away that conservative nutsos use to terrify their base into voting against responsible gun ownership laws.

Civilian Marksmanship Program.

Garands, Garands everywhere.

I hate Illinois nazis.

I think they're trying to reference LA and don't realize how far south it actually is.

Hey now, we have some resources. Like... uh... hotdish?

Why are you walking away, weren't you invading?

To crazy to stop, to stupid to die.

Feels like a b movie tag line

That ain't moonshine.

Moonshine is what you get from a shady hillbilly type off the side of a dirt road sitting in a shack with two shotguns on a wall. You ask him if he got any and he says something like "not fur free" with an almost toothless smile. He's got horrible hair a stringy beard, and you get the sense he's the kind of guy who don't wash his hands a lot.

You give him the money first, then he takes a shotgun and walks behind the shack. He hands you the two gallons you bought, one in one of those plastic gallon jugs you get milk in and the other a weird looking metal pot that doesn't look close to a gallon but you realize it's probably best not to argue with this guy.

He pulls out a metal cup and another jug (that he left behind under the table he was at to get your stuff) and says "firs ones on me" pours you some, and you better fucking take it.

Yeah, there's a real risk that this stuff might have less safe alcohols in it, but these guys don't wanna die so it's usually safe so you take the swig and regret everything that lead you up to this point as you cough down the highest proof corn and something else liquor you've ever had.

You politely tell him thank you and he gives you that grotesque smile as you drive away.

To be fair, the term “moonshine” nowadays doesn’t exclusively refer to illegally produced liquor and is often used to describe non-barrel-aged whiskey made from corn.