Showing posts with label pound the mahogany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pound the mahogany. Show all posts

Thursday, November 23, 2023

Happy Thanksgiving!

 



Have a great day! Getting all up in the crystal and silver here at the Mess as we prepare to pound the mahogany. And here's a prayer:


O MOST merciful Father, who hast blessed the labours of the husbandman in the returns of the fruits of the earth; We give thee humble and hearty thanks for this thy bounty; beseeching thee to continue thy loving-kindness to us, that our land may still yield her increase, to thy glory and our comfort; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

 

God bless you all,

LSP

Sunday, January 23, 2022

Long Way Up Short Way Down

 



A foreign Captain's been roving around the Specialist's area, provoking a snappy salute and, "Sir, I'm sorry, I thought you were a Three Star!" let the reader understand, whilst beholding the brazen impudence of youth. "Far too young, mate,"  came the commissioned reply. Well said that Captain.

As I pondered this curious tale of military life in the candlelit glow of the DLC Mess and a delicious late night curry, it seemed right to up the ante, "Tell you what, fella, next time you see your new friend offer a different kind of salute. Long way up, short way down, you know the form," which he does, from Canada, "Make the Captain feel at home, what?"

The Specialist seemed impressed by this line of reasoning and fell upon his curry like an ME 262 on a bomber formation. Boom.




In related news, what's with the war drums beating on Ukraine and Russia? Serious question, what's it all about and we know it's been about for quite some time, starting, perhaps, with the risible PR stunt lie that Trump's a Russian spy.

There's just something about Ukraine and Russia which makes our overlords get all warlike. What, we have to ask, are they afraid of and what opportunity do they sense. Or are they simply driven by demonically insane greed and hubris? Like beasts. You'll note a senior German naval officer's resigned over it all.

But as always, you, the reader, be the judge.

Secret Treaties,

LSP

Monday, November 21, 2016

Let Them Eat Steak



you have the steaks... you have the wines... and all of that. Donald Trump

It's a brave new dawn in America, as oppressed people everywhere shake off the shackles of oppression and get down to the serious business of pounding the mahogany to the tune of steak and wine.

Both of these are affordable now, thanks to Danaldus Magnus, and here at the Compound we took advantage of that, scoring a "Threeper" of New York strips at Walmart for $15 bucks. Yes readers, that's right, 5 dollars a steak and guess what, they were delicious. 




Seared for a minute a side in an iron skillet and put in the oven at 400 for 3 minutes. Did Marmite butter feature? Sure it did, along with egg and chips (French Fries).

Was it tasty? Yes it was, as tasty as the Network Heads and their millionaire socialist, comsymp, agitprop shills in the media getting a beating in the Golden Tower. 


“Trump started with Jeff Zucker and said I hate your network, everyone at CNN is a liar and you should be ashamed…" Right on, Magnus.





The next day, the Team got out in the field with a couple of deadly assault rifles and settled into some serious business. Just you, the country and the guns. Sorry, rainbow rider losers, there's freedom in that.

Gun rights,

LSP