Saturday, December 19, 2015

Merry Christmas! YOUR VOTE MEANS NOTHING AND IF YOU VOTED REPUBLICAN, IT WAS A COMPLETE WASTE OF YOUR TIME!

Look no further for proof that the Republicrats and Democrans are one in the same. The GOP, lead by Tea Party traitor Ryan, voted to commit financial suicide this past week increasing our national debt to near twenty trillion dollars and wipe their asses on the very platform which they campaigned upon and that ultimately got them elected. Yep, these lower than snake-shit Judas' voted to go along with the 2,000 page plus 1.1 trillion dollar spending spree that will benefit foreign workers, refugees, etc. all the while confiscating/stealing from working individuals and businesses in the form of taxes, fees, permits, etc.  One would think that Harry Reid and Nancy Peolosi were still running the show. They may as well still be the speaker and majority leader, because the Republicrats shamelessly proved they are more loyal to the ideas and beliefs of tax and spend liberal-commies than they are to the very people who elected them. If these traitors to the Republic will behave like this now, imagine what they would treat the citizens of this country if there was an all out ban of firearms and the Second Amendment was to be suspended. Please note as part of this plan, we do not have the money to build a wall along our southern border, but we have allotted millions to care for refugees (a.k.a. mooslem terrorists) like the ones who killed innocent Americans in San Bernardino (and I'd be willing to bet we will see more of that). 


Here is a good article dealing with this treachery from dethguild

Friday Femme Fatale .... Better Late Than Never Edition......

 


 

 

It's Not The Guns.....
















Friday, December 18, 2015

♫♫ I Believe In Father Christmas.....♫♫







from comments on youtube:
 
"Greg was asked how "I Believe in Father Christmas" came about on his Facebook profile.

 Here is what he posted." "I Believe in Father Christmas" was written by myself together Pete Sinfield. It started out with this little guitar riff which I had buzzing round in my head for weeks but no matter how I tried I just couldn't seem to develop it into a song. It actually started to drive me crazy and one day I found myself humming the tune to Jingle Bells over the riff. This is the sort if thing that happens to writers when they get a few steps away from total insanity. Anyway I told Pete about hearing this melody in my head and he said maybe it could be a Christmas song. I really don't like most of those good time Christmas party songs but after a while I began to reflect on what Christmas really meant to me as a kid and how this had somehow got lost in the commercial feeding frenzy that has taken priority in more recent years. Pete and I started to think about this and after a while we began to identify the core belief that children have about Christmas that really capsulises the magic and benevolent spirit of Christmas. Basically it was the belief that all children have in Father Christmas and in a more general sense about how the story of the nativity represents the concept of peace on earth good will to all men. I honestly can't remember whether it was Pete or myself who came out with the actual line but it was something we pretty much realised simultaneously. It was the magic key which unlocked the door to the song. I Believe in Father Christmas.

Seriously?... This Is What Our Government Has (d)Evolved To..... wtf.....



These are the people that are in "charge" of things?

 Why do they bother with these committes?

Nothing happens, nothing changes... she will probably get a promotion.

How is she even in the position she has?

We are sooooo fooked......












Sums Up The Current BS In The US.....











   Borrowed from THIS POST at AMERICAN and PROUD


Precious Snowflake Inherits Grandfather's Nazi Memorabilia.....




"Dear Abby:

I inherited some Natsee shit and I haven't been able to sleep at night because it's causing uncontrollable diarrhea and making me want to go out and kill puppies, because that's what Natsees do.  I'm so guilt-ridden because I've been so politically correct since birth but now the evil has permeated every fiber of my being to the point I can't conscientiously attend Black Lives Matter therapy anymore.  I was driving my Prius past the strip mall and Swastika-clad demons told me to sell some of this Natzee stuff and buy a new iPhone with the built-in vibrator..... but my gay lover wants a new XBox with the "Chase the Sheep" game in 3D.  I'm so confused and if I hurt someone's feelings, I'll kill myself.  What should I do?

Confused and Scared in California"

Dear Confused and Scared:

Do the world a favor:  Give your Natsee shit to re-enactors and kill yourself.

Abby




The above is a parody of THIS POST 
from Dale in OH via Jeffery.