Showing posts with label crush the Illuminati underfoot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crush the Illuminati underfoot. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

K9 Genius



Do you get the impression that the Persian business is a kind of political theater? Speaking of which, some idiot savant's declared that America would need a million troops to invade and conquer Iran.

Really? A million soldiers to take out Iran? I put the question to Blue Battlegroup, who replied by way of snatching up a tennis ball and savaging it with his fangs. A message to Tehran, perhaps, which has wisely stood down to the tune of President Trump's message of peace and love.

Some call it the shortest World War in history.

Your Old Friend,

LSP

Saturday, April 27, 2019

Fish




The day dawned clear, bright and full of hope. This was Saturday within the Octave of the Resurrection and invincibility came with it.




After Mattins a cowboy pastor swung by and we visited on the porch. "What's that new flag," he asked. "That'd be the Bonnie Blue," I replied. He liked it and we fixed a date to ride.




Business over, it was time to fish so I drove into the wilderness in search of the piscine adversary. Lake Whitney dam spillway was like Piccadilly Circus, maybe the Marina would be better. No, it was flooded by our ancient enemy, Global Warming.




Undaunted, I headed back to the dam and tried my luck, pulling out a couple of drum in the process while everyone else focused on catfish. They did well, too. All kinds of families will feast on catfish for the next year or two.

But not me. I left the scrum after the first couple of catches and headed for home, thanking God for Texas and the opportunity to fish.

Yours,

LSP

Friday, April 5, 2019

Trump 2020 Trailer - Here We Go Now




Good work, team,

LSP

Sunday, July 3, 2016

Come on, Putin, Turn up The Heat!



On Hillary, by releasing all the emails your team hacked off her, ahem, private server. 




Senator Cotton agrees and thinks a frustrated FBI is about to turn to Russia for help.




So come on, Vlad, lend a hand and earn the undying support, love and gratitude of the American people.

Your Old Friend,

LSP

Monday, January 4, 2016

Epiphany Cheese And Bread



St. Francis in downtown Calgary transferred the Feast of the Epiphany to Sunday, so after Mass I drove out into Calgary like one of the Magi and followed a star to the Co-Op. But not before driving past a new Buddhist(?) monastery. 




You can't tell from my photo, but there seems to be a metal statue of a spider deity in front of it. Spider God, scary heathen juju, I thought to myself.



Safely back in Inglewood, we settled down to a feast of unpasteurized brie, aged cheddar, some sort of blue cheese and freshly baked baguettes. Vicious rumors of a bottle of port have no foundation in reality, whatsoever.




Got to hand it to Canada, they definitely get bread and cheese. Well done, Canadians!

God bless,

LSP