The families who chose me to take their terminally ill kids on their last hunts in life many times over the years know and love the real Ted Nugent. That they decide I'm good enough to take part in such a spiritual and emotional moment in their lives proves that I am good enough.

Brilliant thoughts flow with a life of their own to a dedicated reasoning predator up in a tree with a bow and arrow half the year meditating soulfully in anticipation to kill unsuspecting meat-infested herbivores.

How dare politicians continue to pass insane laws forcing good, law-abiding people to be defenseless and helpless.

Mao Tse Tung lives and his name is Barack Hussein Obama. This country should be ashamed. I wanna throw up.

At 62, I remain clean and sober and my ponytail remains erect.

I never thought too highly of anyone foolish enough to take on the nickname of a life-destroying dope product and promote such family-destroying conduct on stage.

If Elvis Presley had been a bowhunter, he'd probably be alive today.