As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
So TL and I are sitting in the parking lot of the farm store on March 5th. I'm not in any mood for life as you will all be aware in what followed why I was not in a mood.
So we are sitting there watching people as we eat breakfast. People in that parking lot all drive like it is a race track as I had some asshole bumper kissing me off the highway coming in and then there were these Pennsylvania folk who were here as lots of workers come from their shit hole states to work, as they have shit hole states and we have jobs.
Anyway, I watch the people going into the store who seem to have a problem with getting an automatic door to open. Yes the door is automatic, and it opens, but they can not seem to get it to open. I have no problem, TL has no problem, but these people have problems
So I'm sitting there and up hobbles this cripple blonde. The kind that will get lots of involuntary sex when the Chinese and Russians invade in slopping seconds from the Mexican rape cock. She is not a bad looking blonde if you are drunk or a 3rd world male cock who thinks all pussy is a place for your cock, invited or uninvited.
So I'm in no mood, and this woman walks up and she can't get in the automatic door. I watch her. She hobbles over to the exit and I tell TL as I focus, "I hope she can't get into that entrance either".
Now mind you, that entrance works EVERY TIME. So we sit there watching, she walks up. The doors do not open. She waves at the eye........the doors do not open.
She hobbled back to the original doors and waves at them, and they finally open.
I had no idea my astral projection was that in tune with sensors on doors. I sort of feel bad about this Darwin in shutting that door down, but she is a Darwin and her time on the planet is not going to be long term.
It must be the way God does things in, you got a cripple deer, so the wolves got to eat, no matter how awful the end is.
I suppose I should start speaking things out loud a bit more, not being in a mood and focusing, as I have had results in making Mexican perform like puppets in the past.
I just wonder how Darwin people have to be to not to be able to open an automatic door? Is just odd.
I think I will go ponder cutting people off in the Name of the Lord as picking on cripples is like a cat with a mouse. Just no sport in it and I ain't a cat.
Nuff Said
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