OMG! You GUYS!
I just have to tell you all this!
I just bought the fucking BEST Summer Sausage I have ever had in my entire life!
Not that Hillshire Farms crap…some locally smoked natural casing sausage!
So fucking good!
Wish I could share!
Maybe when they finally invent "Tastebook"!
Is she escaping from her Human Traffickers?
Because I can't imagine why you would roam around in a field wearing just your bra and slutty panties?
Broward Sheriff Dept. skimmed aproximately $100 million before it was accounted for. They need to prepare the DNC for 2020. Probably have a few more false flags before it's all said and done.
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Mostly because fire tends to spread quickly with dead, dry timber than with green living trees…so the first thing to go in a forest fire will be houses (built out of dead dry trees!).
I had a dream about Barrack Obama before he was elected president.
It started out that I was coming back from Jack In The Box and driving in the rain. The rain was coming down real hard. As I was stopped at a stoplight I noticed something being swept away by the water running down the side of the road. I opened up my window and scooped up whatever it was with my fishing net. It was a little black and white PUPPY!
I dried it off and turned on the heater. That puppy sure was cute!
Then I noticed a group of Black People standing on the street corner holding Barrack Obama signs for president. I stopped and asked them why they thought I should vote for Barrack, and they told me to go down the street because Obama lives right down there.
So, I drove to this little HUD brick house (it was the exact same house that my great grandma lived in on the Sioux Reservation); and I knocked on the door. Michelle answered the door and invited me in. She said Barrack was getting ready in the back room, so that I should make myself comfortable while I waited.
As I turned to go into the living room, I noticed that I was no longer an adult…but had turned into a little boy of seven or eight years old. There were all kinds of children in the living room playing, and I sat down and played a video game with a little girl with Downs Syndrome.
As we were waiting for Obama, the lights all went dark…the whole town was in a total blackout. And then I heard helicopters and saw spotlights. All the kids were terrified inside Obama's house. Then all these police came out of the helicopters and were shooting people with machine guns.
Me and Michelle were running for the back door to escape, and then we saw these two police offices dressed in SWAT team riot gear standing by an old oil drum that was on fire.
They were cooking something on a stick over the fire.
As I got closer to the police officers I finally noticed what it was they were cooking and eating.
It was the Black and White puppy I rescued from the storm gutters earlier that day!
Strange thing was…I never did meet Barrack in my dream.
I interpreted it at the time that there would be mass riots and racial division in the country…and then it did happen that way…pretty much.
The Black and WHite puppy I saw indicating turmoil between whites and blacks. Police "feeding" off that turmoil? Much like Broward County Parkland shootings? Money? Funding a Police State with contrived and planned racial divide and riots?