Thursday, July 10, 2025

US Employees Bowing Out Like Flies To Sugar

 Them evil corporate sorry ass degenerates hear, read and are informed of some shit! But...fuck it!

Got all these employee hotlines, EAPs...and one cannot even find ah muh fuckin corporate number for the malfeasant! CaUSe they don't want tah hear what's goin wrong!

Fuck!

No!

Theys wants tah hear what thah fuck theys wants tah hear! And fuck those employees' broke assUS complaints!

Them evil US FED Commie muh fuckahs makin it harder than fuck tah listen tah thah worker and voter cries of US Humans! They avow, "The American citizen now is ungrateful. They need to all die!"!

Now, that's fucked up! But some true fucked-up shit all thah muh fuckin same!

Our Father's speed

Beautiful 

US!

Wednesday, July 9, 2025

"Spending Quality Time - 3 Broke Men IN Nap" @ 0251Monday 25Aug2025, Breezeway Park, Indianapolis, Indiana

(Hook)

Took off to smoke some weed, yeah, with my Lady

(Ain’t that lovely? Ain’t that lovely!)

Took off to smoke some weed, yeah with my only Lady

(Ain’t that lovely? Ain’t lovely!)

"The Law of Return"?!

 So?! These evil US FED Commie muh fuckahs let these, yeah, anti-semites IN US!

"Thah fuck you talkin old stupid muh fuckah! Anti-Semites mean these muh fuckahs are against thah Semitic peoples!"

'Uh! They Are! And Against

US! Them evil muh fuckahs ain't nothin tah be Anti-Semitic

Fuckin Commie progandized US shit about! They all Anti-American fucked-up commie Semitic peoples!

Livin, feedin and breedin in US! And have taken ovah

US!

Believe that.

Our Father's speed 

Beautiful

US!

One of Life's Fucked-Up Conditioning Episodes

I was thinking about a time. Back in the day. And here we go...

"I'm just going to tell you straight up Hop! Because we straight up like that! You know. So, this niggah, I'm tellin you Hop had ah thirteen-inch dick. And meaty. You know what I'm sayin?"

'Yes Eve. I've watched enough porn in my life tah understand, "meaty". We've talked about that.'

"I'm just sayin. It was meaty." We both started laughing. I passed the "J". She accepted with thumb and index finger approved.

'Got it. It was Meaty, Eve! Come on now! Get to the "meat" of this muh fuckah!?'

"You see niggah?! That's why I love yo ass! Hug and kiss on yo ass all ovah thah place, like now! But we ain't like that. Right."

'Right! You my niggah if we don't get any biggah! And fuck all that othah shit! And, "Where's the beef?! Eve? God damn."

"I should choke the shit out of you, crazy!"...

(Peace! More to come...)

Elon Musk Is Brilliant? SerioUSly?! It's Called R & D!!! God Damnit!!!

 Thee Holy fuck! Makes my old hairy, nasty, dingle berried anUS Black broke ass, itch somethin terrible and shit!

God damn!

Just becaUSe ah muh fuckah got their evil rich degenerate sorry ass names' on some shit, 

Don't make them thah muh fuckah that's thah mind behind that "Brilliant" shit!

I mean, shit!

Research some shit! Some of thah best shit that Shakespeare wrote, was written and pled by thah sorry broke ass muh fuckahs that wrote thah shit! And for Shakespeare tah put his name on some contracted plagiarized shit! Aftah thah pledged, havin tah suck Shakespeare's sorry nasty ass Homo' dick tah get thah shit signed by that evil no-count muh fuckah!...

Now, that's fucked up!

Our Father's speed

Beautiful

US!

Life's Work?

 "What is your passion, Meredith?"

'Family I would say the first thing that popped into my mind.'

"We're talking about in this session, about your passion. Not the passion you have for Family. Just about you. What do you love to do?! If you could do it for the rest of your life's work? What would you still enjoy working on when it's all said and done? I hope that makes sense to you. If not, I'll find another way to pose the question. Take away all the selfish feelings. Just throw it out there. Without judgement."

'I think I get where you're coming from? But with that query posed. I would have to say a hard answer of: Writing. But ah broke niggah can't make no money off that shit. Obviously!'

"Interesting."

(Peace! More to come...)

Even With GPS, US Has Lost Home!

 Them evil sorry ass muh fuckin Anti-American US FEDeral evil Commies have lead US down thah road tah fucked-up evil 

"Land of

OZ"!

And US shall never be in 

Lib (Heart (Hebrew))

Er (Watchful (Hebrew))

al (Upon (Hebrew)),

KansUS

Ever

More!

Our Father's speed

Beautiful

US!

US Commie DOJ, US Commie FED And US Commie FBI: Ain't No Muh Fuckin "E" Files?! Thah Fuck Y'all Say?!

 Thee Holy fuck! You lyin ass sorry Anti-American pieces of US FED Commie degenerates, You! God damnit!

Who thah fuck do these idiots think they talkin to God damnit!?

Ain't no Epstein files! 

Thah fuck?! Kindah stupid US fools y'all pathetic, lazy muh fuckahs think y'all talkin to?! Othah muh fuckin countries that gots tah take that fucked up evil propagandized fuckin nonsense from Federal idiots!?

"There are no Epstein files." 

US reads?! That shit don't read right, even writin that fuckin bullshit nonsense propahly and shit! Kindah fuckin fucked-up US evil fuck?!

I'm ashamed for them blatantly lyin ass muh fuckahs! Thah fuck! Have US witnessed deer in headlights, got slapped by thah diseased bumped up nasty pussed-up flaccid dick of this US Commie evil FED absurd lyin muh fuckahs, on both cheeks?! Whap-whap! God damned skippy! Cause er'body in that D.C. cesspool blamin thah F-B-and I! Two muh fuckin minorities put intah place tah fuck ovah some more minorities and shit! Them two sorry ass muh fuckin niggUS still lookin ashamed and shit! God damnit their sorry muh fuckin degenerate asses are US FED Commie infested with fucked-up evil! Got:

US FED evil Anti-American Commies' Victim #1:

Director of The FBI, Kash Patel's eyes perpetually lookin like he seein headlights comin at that sorry ass, now ten feet away, and his eyes can't believe what's about tah hit 'im and shit. But his sorry ass knows it's fuckin huge!

And USFeAACs Victim of thah muh fuckin #2:

US ain't even gonnah get down with Deputy Director of the FBI, Dan Bongino! Ye, US shall!...God damn niggah?! Yo ass should of stayed ah muh fuckin podcaster and shit! Cause yo eyes be lookin like, "Yeah! Can't believe this shit! Kash is about tah get ran thah fuck over! And I'm fuckin Brooklyn, next!" And that ain't no good muh fuckin thing!

Fuck!

No!

Get some YOU!...

But...

Our Father's speed

Beautiful

US!

Monday, July 7, 2025

45 Minutes and 26 Feet Plus in The Guadalupe River In Texas Ain't Because of No Muh Fuckin Natural Climate Change!

 It's called evil muh fuckin

MANmade

Weather Modification,

Geoengineering...and 

Whatevah thah Holy fuckin

Fatal sorry ass fucked-up evil fuck!

And if I was ah fuckin parent of those innocent children that died in that Christian camp?! I'd be suing thah fuck out of this US FED Commie Global Anti-American Government, Bill Gates, DARPA...and all of these othah depopulation muh fuckahs that caused this horrible shit in state court and US FED commie court! Fuck that absurd commie shit! Tired of this stupid fuckin causality of commie climate change sorry ass rationale and propagandized excuse! Fuck that noise! Thah fuck's an old ass broke down niggah missin and shit?!

Natural climate change can suck this old about tah die broke niggUS', wrinkled, hairy, stank and nasty ass nuts! On thah muh fuckin real!

Thah fuck's done happened tah US Sonshines!

Thah figgity fucked-up fuck done happened tah...

US! God damn!

Our Father's speed

Beautiful 

US!

An Effective Crippled Asset VIII

 ...As if on prayer's cue,

"Laine? You, okay?" Morgan asked entering the hospital room with confusion and concern all over his face.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she expressed. Womanly pain parts be damned! "Morgan. My Love! Can you please find Chauncey? Find our baby. And can we please go home?"

"Of course, Laine. Give me a few minutes to do just that." Morgan said to her and left to go do what was lovingly asked....

(Peace! More to come...)

An Effective Crippled Asset VII

 ...'Matthew 1:18? Infidelity?! Adulterous?! Taking care of my last child? Chauncey? Where was Chauncey? I heard what this creepy White man said but? Where is my son?! And where is my newborn Son?! Where is my newborn...Son?! Where is my husband, Morgan?! Come to me Morgan!? I need you now, here. Right now, here! I'm so tired Lord!' She was saying and praying within herself. 'I'm so tired. And my womanly parts hurt so bad Lord! What is happening? Please give me some direction. I'm so, so tired Father. So, so tired. And my womanly parts hurt so...really, really bad....'

(Peace! More to come...)

An Effective Crippled Asset VI

 ..."Understand this Mrs. Hopson. We know how you got pregnant. We know it wasn't you and your husband's cojoining. We know that based on DNA we've already taken from you and your named offspring, Meredith. And we know too that it wasn't from you being adulterous. Even you have said to many of your friends, "I'm forty-four years old. Going through the change. How can I possibly be pregnant?".  How, indeed. Yes, we've been keeping listening ears. No doubt about it. And your Christian friends have been more than willing to help your Federal Government out. A shame really. I knew some Apostolic/Pentecostal families and they would not have provided us one single word of information back in the day. But times have changed, yes? But given the article your family had in the "Indianapolis Recorder" of your eleven offspring brought your family to the strong behest of the federal organization which I am employed. I started looking into your family and found it...well...fascinating, to say the least."

"I'm really not trying to be rude or anything else. Believe me. Having a child a little over three hours ago. And I still haven't witnessed my child. Or my other child, Chauncey. Could I please witness them before we continue to talk? Mister...?"

"Child. Special Agent Manover Child believe it or not. And of course, Mrs. Hopson. Please forgive me. I was, I guess...filling the time as it were. The two handsome youths should be provided shortly."...

(Peace! More to come...)

An Effective Crippled Asset V

... "Mrs. Hopson. Matthew 1:18. Do I need to go any further?"

"No. Not at all. I understand. But he is still my son."

"Obviously Mrs. Hopson. Do you really want the truth of your infidelity to come out? The truth? Believe me. We are not disputing that fact. Never shall we. Your truth is your truth. Nothing more. Nothing less. We just want you to understand that we have did Our Father's works of truth. Do you really want Morgan to know such truth? And Chauncey will be here shortly of course. We just envision a different path for your last son and, you are forty-four years of age. That's all."

"No. That's not necessary. Let me witness my Son Chauncey and my newborn son. And then we will come to terms."

"Excellent Mrs. Hopson. Chauncey shall be here to witness you and the newborn, Meredith, blessedly soon."...

(Peace! More to come...)

An Effective Crippled Asset IV

 ...He was born in an Apostolic/Pentecostal religion. His mother having eleven children bore the twelfth. While she was in the child infirmary in St. Vincent Hospital located in downtown Indianapolis, on Fall Creek and Capitol Avenue, an officer of the Federal government had come into her room. Stated what the federal government knew about her family having ten boys and one girl. This last one they were asking for an offering.

“How are you this fine Thursday Mrs. Hopson? We are not going to take up too much of your time believe me. We just have a little, what you may call an opportunity for a Mother in your position.”

“I don’t understand? What are you talking about? I just gave birth not three hours ago. What possibly are you talking about? Where is my son Chauncey?” She said wearily.

“Oh, Mrs. Hopson we understand. And we have been keeping note of your childbearing years. And let me look through my papers…It says that this is your twelfth child since your first born in 1940. Is that correct?”

“Yes. But I’m so very tired. What is this about? Chauncey. Where is Chauncey? Morgan, my husband, his Father had to work. Chauncey had to be here during this birth. Where is he? Chauncey!?”

“He's fine Mrs. Hopson. Don't you worry your tired self-none. We've nourished him. He was famished. Anyway...Well as you know this is Friday December 31st,. We are about to be into the near of Our Father's new year of 1966. And with that information set forth as being true. We would like to take over your child’s life.”

“What?!” Mrs. Hopson said coming out of a birth ridden drugged injected opioid fog....

(Peace! More to come...)

Penury and Destitution WithIn US Broke AssUS?

 Looked up thah muh fuckin definitions becaUSe an old niggah was curioUS and shit! BecaUSe of Luke 21:4!

"Penury: Extreme poverty; Destitution."!

God damned! Or what thah Holy fuck is 

"Extreme poverty."! Or "Destitution: Poverty so extreme that one lacks the means to provide for oneself."?!

Thah Holy fuck?!

Then...God fuckin damned! Why thah fuck are muh fuckUS in this situation still complainin tah fuckin

US evil FED commies tah fuckin thah means tah 

Live!?

I mean, shit!

Klaus ugly muh fuckin Schwab shall be factual in his evil commie statement of

"You will own nothing. And be happy."! Fuck that evil sorry ass degenerate mantra!

That shit ain't thah Beautiful American way up in this muh fuckah!

Fuck!

No!

Our Father's speed

Beautiful

US!

"A Day In The life - Wes Montgomery"

 Bad ass muh fuckin shit!

Chillin, drinkin bourbon and beer!

Thinkin...

Oh, US shall be fine Sonshines!

Finer than fine,

Too fuckin fine!

Our Father's speed 

Beautiful

US!

"Ga Ga Ga All Right - Keezo Kane"

 Bad ass muh fuckin shit!

Get yo broke old Black ass noddin like ah muh fuckah! Now thats what's up!

Watchoutderenow!

Our Father's speed 

Beautiful

US!

Luke 21: 22-28 KJV

Amen.

Our Father's speed!

An Effective Crippled Asset III

...“Okay. I don’t understand? Why is he so effective crippled?”. Ah! Now that’s an incredible story which we shall delve into. And it shall make all the sense in this firmament once one examines the information presented in his story thus…

(Peace! More to come...)

An Effective Crippled Asset II

...How so? Well, given his age, now 55. His body was starting to wear down, no matter what the Hollywood movies would like the moviegoer to believe to the human aging adverse. He was disciplined in many martial arts but with his impediment, he couldn’t get the power in his punches. Pushing off the now diseased right hip, right knee which affected his right leg and right foot was not conducive to put a subject down effectively like in his youthful past. Couldn’t kick out fiercely with his strong right leg which he couldn’t get more than waist high on a daily basis. What about painkillers, you ask? Another Hollywood mindset. When one does the business or trade which he chose to indulge, one must have a clear mind. Senses cannot be dulled when one is murdering another. One may be physically fit but stomach upset is real even when one, like he, would take an over the counter medication. And if he were to plan and decide to go in for the kill, he could not be worrying about possibly defecating on himself from the medication. Or being so foggy from a prescribed drug, the doctors wrote for him ad nauseum that he could not think straight. So, he took supplements only to help with the excruciating pain....

(Peace! More to come...)

An Effective Crippled Asset

He walked with a physical impediment. Osteoarthritis had claimed his right hip and right knee but that did not stop him at his profession. Quite the contrary. His career was flourishing. He was starting to get multiple contracts every week. A lot of the contracts he had to turn down because of the contractors’ understanding the severity of his physical impediment. Before being diagnosed with OA, he was a mediocre asset at best. He did his job but often it got a little messy, clean up for the contractors were laborious. But it was funny how things worked out in this life. He had found out through this degenerative disease, in his line of work, it wasn’t a detriment. Far from it. It was a gift from Our Father that only made his job easier...

(Peace! More to come...)

Sunday, July 6, 2025

"Martina Navratilova is about to win her greatest victory for all women - The Telegraph"

 Didn't even click on that absurd US commie muh fuckin bullshit!

Martina Navratilova is ah fuckin MTF! And ain't came out yet aftah all these undahcovah posin "Female" years! Where thah fuck is thah LGBTQ-Z community on that biological ugly manly dude sorry ass muh fuckah?! No place tah be fuckin seen or heard from! And that community still protectin that manly sorry ass muh fuckah!

I mean, shit!

Fuck deriding US normal muh fuckUS! Fuck that shit! Start with y'alls muh fuckin sorry ass own confused ass muh fuckin LGBTQ-Z denyin fucked-up community! CaUSe even them deranged muh fuckahs denyin y'alls fucked up shit!

Now, ain't that some fucked up shit?!

Thah Holy fuck done happened tah US!?

God damnit!

Close Thee "Holy" Fucking Doors On US Manmade Brick And Mortar evil Churches!

 Tax exempt? 501 (c) (3), my old Black sorry broke and broke down muh fuckin ass wrinkly smelly nuts!

Them's some capitalistic fucked-up evil organizations and shit! Fuck 'em! Separation of Church and State?! Thah fuck?!

When them sorry ass muh fuckin bitchUS closed down with thah manmade COVID 

Lockdowns!? Not Our Father's lockdowns! And had thah nerves tah take thah evil degenerate US FED Commie

PPE, PPP... sorry ass muh fuckin devil's money!

US bettah start recognizin some evil ass fucked up shit!

This is when an old broke niggah knew,

Our Father is nowhere in those muh fuckin plethora of evil manmade

Churches! Fuck'em!

US Beautifully made Our Father's Human Temples are thah only solid place for refuge from this evil fucked up conjuring US FED Commie fucked up sans Our Father's Global World!

Our Father's speed

Beautiful

US!