Tuesday, November 25, 2025

Happy Thanksgiving

 

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

You are going to be introduced to real Thanksgiving in America, not your climate controlled comfort.

It is the 25th as I compose this, for most of you to steal from God in reading it, and it is HAARP chem rain snow chit outside. I still had to be out in it with a HAARP headache and wet, as Donald Trump has not done a thing about ending chem spraying which is going to ruin allot of people’s Thanksgiving as this manufactured cold and storm will impede travel, kill people and ruin the celebration in people having to stay home.

Turkeys are over 50 bucks. Beef is the match. So we hatched some baby chics this year, and one rooster got mean, then killed another rooster last week, so he went into chicken prison, and his appearance is Chicken and Dumplings. He is soaking in water to get the blood out as I type this. Entire butcher and picking was 20 minutes in the cold fricking snowball size HAARP wet snow that was falling.

I don’t suppose most of you know how to kill a chicken.

What you do is get twine, and I found a 90 degree limb, put a loop over it, loop it around both feet, and then with a butcher knife you just sharpened, you grab the head with one hand, stretch the neck out and then cut and hope you hit the space between the spine. Either way you will get blood splatter on you. I have it on my jeans as I type this. You will notice it is pleasantly warm on your face if you are so blessed.

You should dip the chicken in hot water to loosen the feathers, but I was not going to do that for one chicken, so plucked it hanging up on the twine. Always pick a chicken from feet to head as the feathers pull easier that way.

Get that done, singe the hair off the chicken.

Bring it someplace where HAARP chems will not be poisoning it in falling onto the bird, and you slit the throat diagonal to get at the crop. Oh by the way do not feed or water the chicken before you kill it. It will be a shitty oozy mess, literally.

As you can see I do not pick to the end of the wings, so you cut that part off at the first joint, then do the feet.

I slice off the wings and get them out of the way to soak in water.

Then you slice down the body cavity to free up the legs. Slice above the vent and pull the cavity open. Reach in pull out the guts and organs. Slice on each side of the vent to free that up without cutting the intestine, slice the tail off and you are about done.

Pull the crop and windpipe out. Pull the heart out, slide your fingers under the lings and discard them carefully, pull the testicles out, and now you can quarter the bird. Legs and thighs, back, slice down the ribs to free the breast, get through the bone, and it is time to soak.

I use latex gloves for the entire process as I dislike my hands smelling like chicken, blood and shit for the day.

Soak the meat to get the blood out, you can put in salt or baking soda, and it is ready to cook.

That is our Thanksgiving in American poverty. Will cook today with God’s help, debone, save the broth as the damned snow is spitting yet, and this will then appear as chicken soup later and the broth with onions for dumpling on Thursday.

Will make whatever on Wednesday as HAARP has ruined Thanksgiving playtime in travel as this chit weather is more work for me and most likely do George Washington pumpkin on Thursday, stuffing, and sweet potatoes. Should help heat the house up and should not be so tired that I do not want to eat.

No dead mother this year on Black Friday or ruining Thanksgiving. No funeral on Sunday as law says bury in 3 days or it costs more and relatives glaring at me as I have ruined their holiday weekend. I am thankful for what God brought us through in the hell since May at least, but not so remembering at the moment, as killing your pet chicken is something I do not like doing nor eating it. It is what it is.

We were talking to a friend in the grocery who said what I had said. I never thought I would have to deal with the weather turned on us, the world being poisoned and us struggling with chem toxins. We had shitty enough weather and bad enough growing here without that.

Just not in a mood for Thanksgiving again, but I know it could be worse and I probably have some value as a teaching tool, as in the future, you climate control cherubs and foreigners will be eating the yard cats and whatever else someone tosses off the truck at you. I will not notice the difference as have been struggling all along and reminded to be thankful that things could be worse as they have been.

I think this chicken is a kind of green egger, perhaps Brahma cross. I just know I do not want my picture in the paper like this national sheet for farmers as some grinning blonde is there with chicken blood on her face. Have seen too much cat shit, chicken shit and gut on faces in butchering to know that not everyone thinks your face in the paper is the honor you think it is.

Well now you know how to butcher a chicken. Different than skinning a cat. Have allot of Asians reading as of late, so they probably know how to do that. Kind of doubt I will care to be eating cat, even if hungry. Is all edible, but even the starving Pilgrims were not dining of Fido and Tabby, but then they might have et them the first winter when they were all communists.

Oh one more thing, don’t tell you animals what you are up to as no sense in riling them up. Just let them be ignorant like we all are to what is going on, let them wonder what hanging upside down is, that that knife is, and by the time you got things going and they know this is not something they want to attend, 5 seconds is passed and you get a chicken head in your hand, and you are moving away from the spurting, flopping bird, showering you with a blood warm pleasant shower, because you forgot to move until you were reminded.
No sense in telling a carrot or a chicken what is coming. You should feel bad enough in the doing, and no reason to make them feel bad, as most of you hire your killing done yet and pretend the world is where Jesus is already back.

Hell I would like to be rich like you and hire it done too.

Nuff Said

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