THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS (the Anon Way)
‘Twas the night of the DECLAS, and in the White House,
The Grey Foxes were working, moving a mouse.
The ornaments were hung by the FLOTUS with care
In hope that Qresearch would notice and share.
The sheeple were nestled all snug in their beds,
While delusions of brokenness pranced through their heads;
And Pepe in a dank meme, and me with my cup,
Had just settled down at the shitposting and sup.
When out on the road there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon glowed faintly through the now-swirling snow
Obscuring my vision to a descending helo,
When, what to my half-drunken eyes should appear,
But a Belgian Malinois and a brawny SEAL with a beer,
With a goggled young driver of the helo, so slick,
I knew in a moment it’s gotta be 160ish.
More rapid than eagles those rotors did spin,
And the SEAL whistled, and shouted, clear over the din;
“Get in, Faggot, grab your rifle and shit,
Take a seat, buckle up and crack open a Schlitz.
Driver, take this bitch up over the wall!
And let’s run-n-gun to get us some nasty cabal!”
As dry leaves before the turbine’d hurricane fly,
The helo spooled up and mounted the sky.
So up to the Congress in our Pavehawk we flew,
With a chalk full of shooters, and Little Birds, too!
And then, in a twinkling, we landed on the roof
And ran to the nearest entrance without goof.
I reached with my hand and flash-bang was found,
And through the doors it went with a bound.
It landed near Schiff, very close to his foot. 3.2 seconds later
He was covered with ashes and soot;
And the bundle of toys we had on our backs,
Were now being deployed on some MSM hacks.
Their eyes filled with horror, their guilt was inherent!
They peed when we fired, their fear was apparent!
Pelosi’s decrepit old hands were clutching her straw,
Her nose powdered with cocaine, her eyes dilated with awe;
The stump of a pipe Hunter held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his dad Joe like a wreath;
Hillary’s face was buried in a little round belly,
That screamed out in horror, the poor child like jelly.
Bill was flabby and limp, his right nasty old self,
Sitting next to Soros, that Satanic old elf.
I closed one eye, and twisted my head,
Drew a bead, depressed Pew, and helped the SEALS make them dead.
We spoke not a word, but went straight to our work,
And filled all the body bags; then turned to their clerk,
And laying a fist upon the side of his nose,
He gave up their intel, and with documents we rose.
We sprang to our helo, the team leader gave a whistle,
And stealthily we flew, like Pepe McThistle.
You may have heard us exclaim, ere we flew out of sight,
“MERRY CHRISTMAS, AMERICA, YOU ARE SO WORTH THIS FIGHT!”
Keep it. Poison is poison. You gonna ignore poison because the person who it's associated with is an asshole you don't trust?
Well played facts. Don't worry about defending it, though - the truth defends itself. The only people who refute it are either against you or have too little intelligence to understand basic math applied at a higher level.
Wanna have some statistical fun? Read Psalm 22. Read the accounts of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.
Psalm 22 was written at least 800 or so years before the birth of Christ. Compare what happened to what is written in Psalm 22. Do the statistics.
That's just the tip of the iceberg….
Then ask yourself, "How is that possible?"