Showing posts with label Trump winning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trump winning. Show all posts

Saturday, October 13, 2018

Witches Hex Kavanaugh



Some say that we're in a fight, a war of good v. evil, of God v. Satan if you like. Ha, ha, such absurd hyperbole. But hold that thought.

A coven of Brooklyn witches aren't happy with the election of a Catholic Christian onto the Supreme Court, so they're hexing him.





We are embracing witchcraft's true roots as the magik of the poor, the downtrodden and disenfranchised and it's history as often the only weapon, the only means of exacting justice available to those of us who have been wronged by men just like him.


Right on, Catland Brooks, sure you're not an Episcopalien Bishop and if not, why not? And let's not forget the witches' bold attempt to overthrow the President with "binding spells. 




Remember that? All the witches met some time back to cast a spell on Trump to stop him from enacting his evil policies.

You know, like smaller government and taxation, actually having a border, how very evil, and bringing jobs back to America at the expense of self-serving, corrupt, treasonous, tasseled-loafered Illuminati shills who live on the trillion dollar grift of the Imperial Capital.




Well the spell didn't work, the swamp's draining, albeit slowly and much to the outrage of the left and their globalist masters. Undaunted, the witches are at it again.

And here's a thought. If we're not in a fight of Good v. Evil, of God v. Satan, then why does one side enlist demons and give 25% of their hex admission money to Planned Parenthood? To say nothing of being no-excuses-this-is-us devil witches.




So what can we say?





LSP

Thursday, October 11, 2018

Dog Days of Red October



Here in the dog days of Red October life follows a simple morning pattern. Feed Blue Voracious some delicious nuggets, then head off to the Pick 'n Steal to get a Yeti full of coffee. Blue Predator sits outside during the transaction. Smart people don't get too close.




Then we head back to the Compound's front office porch. Blue stands on guard during Morning Prayer; will enemies foolishly try and break through the perimeter?




But guard duty gets tiresome, so why not lie down in the sun? Good call, sentry. Speaking of K9s, here's the Alex Jones Dog.




What a ferocious little tyke! Don't forget to buy the products.

Godspeed,

LSP