Showing posts with label pantsuit demon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pantsuit demon. Show all posts

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Hillary Comes Out of The Woods!



Have you heard the news? The story of one power crazed crook's woman's heroic struggle to climb back into the spotlight and save this great nation? Yes, Hillary's ready, at last, to come out of the closet, sorry Oko, woods.





The Old Crone Comeback (OCC) has had mixed results on social media, to put it mildly. 

But enough of this nonsense, I'm going fishing.

God bless,

LSP

Monday, October 3, 2016

Guilty As Sin



That's our Hillary! I hope the author has 24x7 protection, he just might need it.




Assange is apparently out of range, for now. But what will Wednesday bring?

LSP

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Spotlighting

CSM Briefs Recruits

OK, you've done your bit for King and Country by sitting in the stand while the sun sets over Texas, and it wasn't bad. Deer, turkey, hawks and all of that, but no pigs, then it was too dark to shoot. So what do you do? Wait for the Ranger to turn up from the other stand and go spotlighting.


Random Rainbow

I acted as spotter and the kids changed guns to a 12 gauge pump and a Ruger American .22. Ready to go! And remember, when shooting over the top of the vehicle your barrel is several inches lower than your scope. So don't shoot the Ranger's lighting rig off, gentlemen.


Room With a View

They didn't, but they did shoot their first coons and rabbits. Well done, boys, good snap shots on the bunnies, and I won't pretend that it wasn't neat to hear the sound and fury of the guns going off overhead and into the night. An AR added to the mix and why not? After all, you have to make sure the weapon works.


First Rabbit

Back at the Compound, the guns were unloaded, make safe!, and I showed the recruits how to skin their rabbits. That was a first for them, and a skill they're not going to learn in nanny state's rainbow hued halls of academe.


Food Isn't Grown in Supermarkets

Evening excitement over, it was time to relax. No internet, no phone service, no Hillary cavorting about like a pantsuit demon, just you, the brilliant stars overhead and the sound of the country at night.

That, just in itself, is no small thing and powerful medicine for the soul.

If you meet the Buddha on the road, shoot it.

Gun rights,

LSP

Monday, March 7, 2016

Hillary Clinton, Pantsuit Demon



If you Google "Hillary Clinton Pantsuit" you get 487,000 results. Quite a few, and there she is, grinning at you, like a millionaire socialist who's getting ready to privatise the air.




Then, if you Google "Hillary Clinton Pantsuit Demon" you get 534,000 results and a different picture emerges.

Pretty scary, eh? 

Do the math.

LSP