It's the Mission Statement, baby! It's the Mission Statement, honey! It's the Mission Statement, my lady!

The Wonderful World of Longmire


Here at the Wonderful World of Longmire, our viewers are our most valuable resource. We commit ourselves to creating a safe and harmonious user friendly web site dedicated to interactively compromising existing high standards in catalysts for change as well as globally fostering low quality tank-top shirt sweat shops to stay programmatically competitive in a ever changing wonderful world, and thereby authoritatively promoting voter apathy to allow us to professionally restore scalable technology which will consequently empower us to merge, incorporate, and conglamorize our investment. We strive to eliminate potential while continuing to continually maintain unique resources to pursue a dramatically defective train of thought resulting in a seamless interdependent endeavor to set us apart from the competition. Our ultimate goal is to educate our viewer populace in the unique uses of pepper spray and to disseminate reason as it applies to the infrastructure of the intellectual. In conclusion, it can be said that we promote a remotely talented product based on a higher standard of indifference with minimal growth and critically low expectations resulting in a diverse void of reliable, relative, or rational information.



The Wonderful World of Longmire was founded by its founder on a foundation of wonder, love, joy, action, adventure, mystery, and sticky ketchup packets. We envisioned a world where people and animals of all races, shapes, and styles of clothing could walk hand in hand through the myriad of time and space to reach the pinnacle of... what I'm trying to say is... well, I think it can be best expressed in song. Hit it, Maestro!...


I see trees of green, red roses too
This stupid web site's by me for you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see jeans of blue on broads so tight,
Halter tops torn off in barroom fights
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also in the vomit on my brand new tie
I see people shakin' hands, sayin' "How are you, Mac?"
They're really saying "How much for some crack?"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
As big as houses, at night they glow
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world...of Longmire

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