I was scrapping the ice off the windshield of my car the other day when I 
thought, I ought to move to Alabama.

Oh, not because of the weather, it's Minnesota, I'm used to it, but so I 
could date me some of those 14 year girls down there.

I don't know if people know this, but I think that's illegal here in 
Minnesota, or at least considered grossly immoral.

But evidently in Alabama IT'S OKAY! Especially if you get their Mom's 
permission, and what Mom wouldn't want ME dating their 14 year old daughter? 
(Wait, don't answer that).

Actually, I've never had any interest in dating 14 year old girls - at least 
not since I was 14 myself. In fact my memory of them is that they were just 
as goofy as kids as we boys were at that age.

You know, I'm not sure I'd have a lot in common with someone like that. You 
don't think any of them collect old records do you?

You know the more I think about it, I haven't been 32 years old for a while 
either. I guess I COULD be a little too old for them. What do you think?

Wait! I just realized I'd have to live in Alabama! Whoa, no way! Alabama! - 
Forget it!

Boy, I'm glad I thought this through - I could have made a serious mistake. 
Whoa, Alabama! No way! :-)

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Poor Roy Moore, you molest one 14 year old girl and everybody brands you as 
a "bad guy" for the rest of your life.

I was heartened by the recent election down there that only 48 percent of 
Alabamians were okay with that.

I used to think Alabamians were knuckle-dragging Neanderthals (of course I 
mean that in a nice way :-) but I shouldn't paint the whole state based on 
just a few --- well -- half.

Sorry Alabama.