Luyện nghe bài hát Heightened State Of Awareness

Folks, I believe in my heart that the Department of Homeland Security's color-coated heightened-state-of-awareness system might be the most useless thing ever down
the the throats of the American people. In all my travels I've yet to meet one person who what to do
different if the heightened-state-of-awareness is yellow or or orange or yellow. Nothin' ever happens
anyway. I haven't met person that that there are five. heightened-states-of-awareness in this country. Did
you know that sir? Fuck no you didn't. I don't know. Blue, green, yellow, orange and red. Apparently
when the heightened-state-of-awareness is blue, you don't even need sunscreen. You can just walk naked.
*in Scotsman's voice" You even burn my cock! I'm not sure why the Scottish guy said that haha. *in
voice" You can't even burn my cock. The biggest problem I have with the
heightened-state-of-awareness system in this country is that it makes no sense, the second biggest I
have with it is it scares my mother...thanks. The last time the heightened-state-of-awareness switched
from yellow to orange my mother called me, and my mother is very...um...rural. As am I. And mother me
and she goes, "The heightened-state-of-awareness just switched to orange." And I said, "I mother, I was
watching television." She goes,"I don't know what to do." I said, "Mother, no one knows what to do, didn't
even print a flier with this program. But sense we were attacked on 9/11 we've all in a
heightened-states-of-awareness." She goes, "I don't know that means." I said, "M-m...Well mom, if the
person infront of you has 7 h's in name and a basket of fucking cobras...check there shoes for fuses." And
that's not racism, that's profilin'. And ya have to do some profilin, you can't frisk 10 just to
pretend that guy doesn't look susupicious. Bullshit. Go frisk his ass and when he all pissed of go 'sorry'. And
if he's still pissed off after go "Hey you wore the fuckin turbin to the airport buddy." Buy a John Deer cap for
travel days. Fuck I don't know. Buy a John Deer turbin do they make em? I'm sorry, we're a little edgy. If I were in charge of the Department of Homeland Security we'd have a heightened-states-of-awareness system in this country that's for sure, but we'd have one that made sense and one the fine citizins of this country understood. And we would have two heightened-states-of-awareness; Go find a helmet. Put on the fucking helmet. That way I know what to say to my mother when she calls "I don't know what to do, it's put on a fucking helmet day!" Put on a fucking helmet. *imitates mother putting on helmet* That strap goes under your chin mother. *imates mom moving like robot* When mother has her helmet on she forgets her neck works. "Just turn your head mom," *imates mom moving like robot* "...you're gettin' it."