naked peta

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

PETA and other animal rights activists actually had a founder in their leftist world in the following quote which derided Hermann Goring of the Nazi's for his passion for hunting.

"How can a person be excited about such a thing. Killing animals, if it must be done, is the butcher's business. But to spend great deal of money on it in addition..........I understand of course, that there must be professional hunters to shoot sick animals. If only there were still some danger connected with hunting, as in the days when men used spears for killing game. But today, when anybody with a fat belly can safely shoot the animal down from a distance....Hunting and horse racing are the last remnant of a dead feudal world."

-Adolf Hitler


So Corey Feldman and the Mrs. and all those other Christy Turlington naked posers for PETA, along with ELF which for some reason has disappeared under the Obama regime, with the Humane Society, all have an orginal spokesman in Adolf Hitler, who was financed by the same cartel who funded the same rent a mob of sodomites, peaceniks, bunny huggers and the modern Obama voter.

Mr. Hitler of course was ignorant of the fact that humans have a mandate from God to be involved in the husbandry of wildlife and nature to keep it safe from disease and cruel death. Mr. Hitler though was the first poster boy for PETA dogma and it is always pleasant to know that Alicia Silverstone and other glams are in bed with the infamous Adolf Hitler.

Amusing in all of this is that the dead feudal world which Mr. Hitler as a renaissance man scorned, was resurrected by Hollywood money in their promotion of Barack Hussein Obama Chin, the messiah of the neo global feudal world, in pure racism, sexism and bigotry, but plays golf and in leftism joins Mr. Hitler and Mr. Feldman in allowing animals to savagely die while blowing children apart with drones.


nuff said about the naked PETA.....Pustules Expressing The Adolf.


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Can you identify this photo

 

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

So someone is eating my blog posts on  the WD 45 for some reason, as I have no idea what I posted today.

Anyway, on Good Friday at 6 pm, TL and I were with the goatikins out for a walk and this white Chevy Blazer or Ford Explorer pulls up to the stop sign in the middle of nowhere and a fat boy gets out in yuppie clothes and starts pissing around on the sign........then backs up and hides some.
I do not know if he was phoning or what..........any way, we walked over to it as fat boy crept away, and there was this vial duct taped to the sign.

I called our township guy and said "What's up?"

He said he would check, and then phoned back and said his brother who is part of the prison system, said to not touch it, as it probably was some drop off thing, and I should not be around it, as I might get shot.

So naturally I have been around it and checking it daily, and I took pictures today.

It is a little plastic thing, with a flip top on it. Sort of looks like the thing that meth would be put into for a drop off.

Of course I am not at the cash drop off zone which I would prefer, but all the same, I know this is not legit regime, as it would be not taking place after hours when the government was all closed up.
It is not taking air samples either as it is not open.......so the  brier patch is just a little bit more in the danger zone.

The neighbor said his brother was cutting wood, when a dude in an SUV pulled out looking for a black Blazer, and the dude had a baseball bat in it......yes dude was an inmate apparently.
I think this is the other outstate neighbor whose dog got ate.......his kid is up on meth production charges.

Any way, you richtards have placed me, Mom and TL and further jeopardy by Obama voting criminal elements, putting toxic hydro carbon products on the wilderness stop sign in the place of nowhere. Here am I, having to search out for clandestine contraband cash drops just because you will not donate.
All dangerous stuff and you are guilty of this sin. 350,000 dollar donation would relieve you of this dilemma.

The yuppie was in a nice SUV, so was not the meth manufacture trash end.........unless of course this was something else involving a drop off point, and I scared the spy off.

In movies there is always James Bond or Val Plame like things, not fat boys who look like grocers.  O well I guess I am the glam in this event with TL in being the pretty people

Would be nice if other people stopped trying to involve me in projects that involve Homeland Security.

Oh well something to do.


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Two Jungle Giants

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.


There is a ghostly tale in this experience in the jungles of South America by President Theodore Roosevelt. His party was tattered, sick and on short rations, when this incident took place.
Teddy tells it wonderfully well.....

.......was the man named Julio, of whom I have already spoken. He was a very powerful fellow and had been importunately eager to come on the expedition; and he had the reputation of being a good worker. But, like so many men of higher standing, he had had no idea of what such an expedition really meant, and under the strain of toil, hardship, and danger his nature showed its true depths of selfishness, cowardice, and ferocity. He shirked all work. He shammed sickness. Nothing could make him do his share; and yet unlike his self-respecting fellows he was always shamelessly begging for favors.




One of our best men was a huge negro named Paixao Paishon—a corporal and acting sergeant in the engineer corps. He had, by the way, literally torn his trousers to pieces, so that he wore only the tatters of a pair of old drawers until I gave him my spare trousers when we lightened loads. He was a stern disciplinarian. One evening he detected Julio stealing food and smashed him in the mouth.





On this morning, at the outset of the portage, Pedrinho discovered Julio stealing some of the men's dried meat. Shortly afterward Paishon rebuked him for, as usual, lagging behind. By this time we had reached the place where the canoes were tied to the bank and then taken down one at a time. We were sitting down, waiting for the last loads to be brought along the trail. Pedrinho was still in the camp we had left. Paishon had just brought in a load, left it on the ground with his carbine beside it, and returned on the trail for another load. Julio came in, put down his load, picked up the carbine, and walked back on the trail, muttering to himself but showing no excitement. We thought nothing of it, for he was always muttering;



In a minute we heard a shot; and in a short time three or four of the men came up the trail to tell us that Paishon was dead, having been shot by Julio, who had fled into the woods.




The murderer had stood to one side of the path and killed his victim, when a dozen paces off, with deliberate and malignant purpose. Then evidently his murderous hatred had at once given way to his innate cowardice; and, perhaps hearing some one coming along the path, he fled in panic terror into the wilderness. A tree had knocked the carbine from his hand. His footsteps showed that after going some rods he had started to return, doubtless for the carbine, but had fled again, probably because the body had then been discovered. It was questionable whether or not he would live to reach the Indian villages, which were probably his goal. He was not a man to feel remorse—never a common feeling;




Franca, the cook, quoted out of the melancholy proverbial philosophy of the people the proverb: "No man knows the heart of any one"; and then expressed with deep conviction a weird ghostly belief I had never encountered before: "Paishon is following Julio now, and will follow him until he dies; Paishon fell forward on his hands and knees, and when a murdered man falls like that his ghost will follow the slayer as long as the slayer lives."

Theodore Roosevelt

For those of you who think people in this world are the royal shits now, you just wait until all of this Godless trash is focusing on you in the Great Tribulation.


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Blessed Passover, He has Risen!!!!!!!

 

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

We had an opportunity on this first day of the week to sit down, so we thought we would bless you all with a wonderful Jesus has Risen greeting.
Yesterday I felt like crud in aching all over and a sinus headache, and today I feel like a limp rag, but have been puttering around enjoying  things.......like moving that digger out for the tractor and it looks like it will fit by Holy Ghost directions........yes, built it like all things in my head, and it all lines up. Pretty cool eh.

So last night we watched Mel Gibson's Passion. I had forgotten how bad of a movie that was in over acting by Italians..especially the soldiers and that Barabbas guy. I know it is all Vatican dogma in making sure they included all the blood icons as you can't have a Cathedral if your icon has ketchup on it, as people just do not donate money for ketchup any more than richtards are generous in donating to the Lame Cherry.
Those 12 stations are important for the Via Delarosa, as Jesus could not have gotten it done, if Catholics had not been there to yell at the Romans and help Jesus cope with things.

What I desired to share was this.

Mom has this old Poulan chainsaw. It does not start because it is old and we are poor. So I got to pulling on the cord last week, and it did not start even after spark plug change and things. So I tore into it, and showed TL the gas line and said, "I don't suppose this is a good thing?"
TL replied, 'No', as the No had to do with a gas line in pieces.

Apparently these gas lines disintegrate in a few years and almost blow up people, so not being a dyke in a flannel shirt with boots looking to explode, I was looking how to rip this apart in Youtube videos I downloaded while at the library on Good Friday with the Mexicans.

So the story is, I get Mom's needle nose pliers out of the drawer, and took it out with the funnel and a wrench for the chainsaw. So I lay this stuff  down and we put gas in the tractor, and after the digger thing in playtime, we go back over to the pick up end gate, and my memory says there should be something more there than the wrench and I move things around...........and finally conclude it is the needle nose pliers when TL points that out.

So I look for it.......no pliers.

TL looks for it.......no pliers.

We both are certain I laid it on the pick up.......and no pliers.

I go to the house to see if I left it on the table in faulty memory............TL is looking around in the grass by the pick up in the picked to the dirt yard........and on coming out of the house, the Holy Ghost has me look down and there is the pliers laying by the door step.

Apparently some spirit got a hold of the pliers, but dropped it as I put a Holy Oil Cross on the door a few weeks ago. Things like that vex spirits. That at least is the only explanation I can figure out, as no blackbird could carry that thing 30 yards and no one else was around.

Odd how all this chit happens and makes you wonder about things, as that pliers was on the pick up and I can see it laying there, along with the wrench I sat down......and it moved 30 yards back to the house.

Any way, Passover Blessings to you in the Name of our Lord and Savior Jesus the Christ. The rest of you brats, Jews, Muslims and Yoga sitters with Obama positions can just ..........well God bless each of you to repent too, to the Way, the Truth and the Life.


Oh so you richtards are convicted, it is written that it is your responsibility to maintain the Christian leaders as the nation is responsible for providing for the Spiritual leaders in order to keep all of you sinful people in line.

I do bring up plier things, for the reason, there is a great deal of psychic energy manifesting all around the world in this Obama Age. Something is releasing that energy and it is definitely erupting, and in time it is going to make a dead end to you.


Oh I downloaded this cool video of this skinny Ed Norton skinning a coyote.......my kind of good movies that Mel Gibson should produce like Apocalypto. Think of all you brats going to be skinned alive for sport when the anti Christ element you are donating to takes possession of world events.

Nuff said.


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Signs of the Passover

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

There is something which has interested me in these High Day Blood Moons from the Hebrew calendar in TL had me set the alarm and we went out to view the lunar eclipse on April 4th.

Published scientific reports all stated that this was a Pacific eclipse, and that Americans in the central time zone would only be able to see a half lunar eclipse. Having witnessed worthless stellar events in the past, I was expecting nothing being east of the Pacific, and decided to do chores in the dark, rather than freeze looking up at a pale moon.

The problem in all of this is from my experience and actual reports, the scientific data was all wrong. I still have no idea how what we witnessed could have taken place,  but it did.

Firstly, I went out while the main event was about to take place, and saw about one quarter of the moon blacked out. That was fine as from the scientists this meant that the eclipse about reached it's peak and I was not wasting time doing chores.
Odd thing about this though, in reports came in, that this lunar eclipse started progressing when it could not have.

We observed this shadow line wax and wane several times, and in our location which is not in the Pacific, we like many in the central time zone, witnessed a full eclipse of the moon.
It was fascinating watching this thing, as the eastern horizon brightened, and the pink hugh of the sun could be seen on the bottom of the moon, which also was interesting in this eclipse did not go across the moon from side to side, but went from bottom left to top right.

Over the space of an hour and a half, we saw the moon completely eclipsed by the earth. That is not what the always experts stated would take place, and yet that is exactly what took place.

So the signs in the sky from God, point to a more widespread and thorough moving of events. I simply make note of this.

There is not any way that an eclipse waxes and wanes, and yet this one did, and this one moved in ways, meaning the earth moved in a new and odd pattern, and then we have earth out of place in the central and eastern United States witnessed a more thorough eclipse than what the scientific experts were predicting would take place.

I know no one else has mentioned any of this. The signs in the sky were not logical by Newtonian physics. I am not stating a larger object is out there, but something indicates that the moon was being influenced being a smaller object by a larger object....and that object was not the sun or the earth. It does not make sense as earth should be experiencing some type of influence too, but in theory, that object is on a directional basis, north and west or the upper left of the moon.
Satellites or the space station should have been pulled too, but there was not any indication of this, but then the moon is further away from earth's gravity.

There were observed effects, so there has to be a cause for those effects.


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liocorn

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

I have decided that I desire to be the mother of all Liocorns.

For those ignornant of such genetic things, a Liocorn is an animal I have decided upon, after glimpsing the British Royal Seal has not seals on it, but a Lion and a Unicorn.
I see no sense in right left seal things, so for my Royal Priesthood I will have a Liocorn.......David had mules, so I get Liocorns.

Napoleon Dynamite had a Liger, which was a Lion and Tiger cross I think, but I do not want double pussy as there were not two cats on the Brit seal, without seals, so I have decided upon the Liocorn.

Bit of a problem though, as I do not want the unicorn from antiquity as those things were.....well sort of like Liocorns really, in they had fang and claw and not a pretty tail, so to get my Liocorn, I need to make a unicorn, according to my needs.

I do not want my unicorn having fang or claw, sort of really ends all the interest for me, if my unicorn sinks its fangs into my neck and eats me.

So here is what I do........

Yes, yes I wrote of all of this long ago........how they made Pan, Centaurs and whatever.....is all about that volcanic soup in the water, breaking down the "kind" barriers.....I can do the same thing with chems, so do not think I am blowing smoke here.

So where was I?

Oh yeah, in the labratory or laboratum, as I like to call it, we got this horse ok. I do the cremello thing so it is white or peachy colored. Then I got this Monodon Monoceros or what we call the Narwal, or Arctic whale in the male has a spiral horn or ivory tusk.
I am going to make this complicated too, as I do not want to ride around on my unicorn with a saddle, so I got this fur seal too.............fur seals have really soft fur, so what I do is put the seal skin on the white pony..........yeah I decided in this that my pony is going to be a thoroughbred out of Secretariat as that will please me.
So you got this now, got the fur DNA, the horse DNA and the narwal DNA.........just so you know, I toss in some horned bovine in this, as I want both my unicorns in male and female to be growing the unicorn tusk out of the head part........and in splicing it up right, I get me a unicorn.

I do this like  13 times as that is what typed up as I meant 12. So like I make 13 unicorns to please me. In 3 years, I grab me some black maned lions ok........I know I like tigers better, but there is not a tiger on the British Seal with no seals either, even if I got a seal in my unicorn for the fur.
You should probably not ask how I know what endangered specie fur is like unless you are an Eskimo.

Any way, so I start splicing in the jungle king, not Tarzan, into the unicorn DNA. I really got no use in ridding around on no lion, but it is the Liocorn and the British Royals came up with this, it has to have some lion......so here is the parts I go for.

I keep the horse footie prints, but I put the mane on the unicorn as I like lion manes. I think my unicorn should purr too, so I splice that in, as it would be nice to have a unicorn that purred.
I like how them sassy ole lions flick their tails, so I put that tail flicking in too, but keep the horse tail.

Ok so what I got now in the Lame Cherry Liocorn is a white Secretariat with a lion mane and flicking tail, who purrs. The Liocorn has a soft fur seal fur and this big ass narwal ivory tusk pointing out of it's head. Sure it's dangerous, but what do you expect to only have a horse kick you to death?
Oh I forgot, I kept the footie prints, but this is the cool part in I made feline cat paws on the horse, so not cloppy clop, just a padding along silent......no claws though, just a sort of hoof shaped paw.

I do not expect my unicorn to climb trees nor dive under water......will eat grass, but no meat. It will probably growl too, but I see that as a benefit in warning it is ornery so you do not get a unicorn tusk into your pulminary regions.

That is my Liocorn, but like all things, I of course had to build a unicorn first to get my beast in the end DNA splicing.

I am sort of thinking the reason unicorns went hoof up is that tusk, they gored all the others to death and then ate each other.....bad for the reproduction rates really.

Any way I can build these in the laboratum, so no danger in their extinction.

Enough of this, I got work to do or something else.


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