Take The Money And Run

 

Hey now, don't discount the butcher bill. Just take the money and run, eh?

What are we, helpless?

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Sunday Sermon

 

This short sermon for Gaudete Sunday is a photograph. Draw the parable as you see it.

Cheers,

LSP

I Won't Back Down

Back down, surrender? In the face of a gang of thieving, powercrat kleptos, masquerading as rainbow Marxists? To the trans glitter #MillSoc fraud machine?

No, I don't think so. And note, Xi and Putin haven't endorsed the Corpse.

Your Pal,

LSP

On Guard

We're standing guard, here at the Compound, while the commentariat debates the latest Syria news. 

Was Trump making a power play to Chicom President Xi and the Norks, while temporarily sacrificing relations with Russia to win over the corrupt, lying, elite, hypocritical, venal, rude mainstream media and their establishment political patrons? 

Or was he simply shilling for the New World Order Globalists and their useful stooges in the Jihad? You be the judge. 

In related news, I'm pleased with the sofa I bought the other day in far, far north Dallas. It was cheap, easy to put together and it works. Good result and it replaces an ancient loveseat that had been taken over by Blue Upholstery.

Blue Sofa's not allowed on this couch, though he's welcome on the Moslem rugs. "Furniture's for humans, not for dogs," I tell him sternly, and he pads off to a large cushion in the dining room, where he bides his time. 

God bless,

LSP