Thanksgiving family gathering--Suddenly, nobody died
This report contains, wine, food and foul language
“What? Over? Did you say, “over?” Nothing is over until we decide it is. Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!”—John Belushi
The stress of creating the Thanksgiving invite list and deciding who to leave off should be enough to cancel the holiday all together. Last Thanksgiving my wife and I were excluded from the list because we were the only ones who weren’t vaccinated. It was the first Thanksgiving my wife and I have ever had Thanksgiving alone. Scratch that off the bucket list.
Last year nobody was coming to our house, and we weren’t going to theirs so I decided to help out my employer, King County Metro and work a double shift. Metro was having a serious staffing problem nine months after the injection was rolled out. I think I worked a total of 14 hours at triple pay—ninety $omething an hour last Thanksgiving. Money whore.
Arriving home at 8pm I was scolded by my wife who had candles going, music playing and a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice. Apparently, I forgot to tell her that I added an additional two hours onto my shift. Money whore. Will the flowers I picked up for her be enough to save the evening. No, but after three glasses of champagne she was fine.
This year we were back in. For some reason the vaccinated weren’t afraid of us. This would be my opportunity to see first-hand the damage, maybe hear about their medical problems. Would someone suddenly die at my Thanksgiving gathering and end up on Mark Crispin’s report?
This year the family was broke up, such and such going here, this person there for dinner, but the entire group would all meet at a single house for dessert. We had one family member who was suppose to be in our dinner group text us as we were being seated. “Fuck you guys again this year. It’s 4pm and I just woke up and I’m still drunk.” Several family members were outraged. I loved it.
Our group was scheduled to have dinner at a high-end restaurant. Our server was a Pilipino version of the woman who played in the show Green Acres. “Can I start you off with drinks darlings?” My brother-in-law went first. He ordered a Lush IPA. I was asked second.
“And you darling?” I went Lush too. And our darling server went around the table until everyone ordered a darling drink. When our meal arrived, I couldn’t find any salt and pepper. I looked down the long table, “Darlings, do you see any salt on the table?” There was none, but I saw and empty table with salt and pepper, so I went and stole it.
I ordered a pasta dish. I haven’t eaten meat in 30+ years. There’s a long story there that involves some of the top marathon runners from Kenya and your author. There’s always a story within a story.
When everyone had their meal, I looked down and noticed nobody had ordered the traditional turkey, stuffing, mashed potato meal. One family member said the entire traditional turkey meal is a conspiracy, a lie. Another government lie. Less than one drink into the evening and I’m already liking the conversation.
Dinner for two with drinks only cost me $100. In previous years, when we would host, it could cost me as much as $500. It doesn’t matter where you hide your expensive tequila, or whiskey they always find it, and drink it all, along with the 16 bottles of wine you purchased. So I consider this a cheap T-Day and with my income cheap is good.
The dessert house where everyone would gather would be my first chance to see all of the vaccinated in one place since the assholes launched it on Feb. 29, 2020. The first time in almost three years we have all gotten together. I didn’t observe any fear.
In my last post I wrote, “Nobody is allowed to mention Covid 19, vaccine, or Anthony Fauci. If you do you get smashed over the head with an empty wine bottle, and tossed out the front door.”Steve Kirsch is real lucky he didn’t show up at our family gathering.
I’d return gift Fauci a shirt with him, a rope around his neck hanging from the gallows. The shirt would read, “We trust you now fucker.” Steve’s too nice. If he steals this idea and does do it I’m charging him $25K.
There were only three people at this gathering who weren’t vaccinated, me, my wife, and our granddaughter. All of the family members rushed out to get vaccinated as soon as they could. Most were injected early spring of 2021. I remember it well because Dr. Sherri Tenpenny made a prediction on some podcast that the vaccinated would show serious side effects within 4-14 months. I think she listed them which included death. All of them seem to defy her predictions, but you never know when Mr. Suddenly is going to show up.
Speaking of Dr. Tenpenny she did respond to my invitation to join me along with other doctor writers to discuss profiting off a genocide via outrageous $ubstack earnings. I’m adding in a little drama with the word, “outrageous.” If it isn’t outrageous than let them prove it.
She started off her Substack using coercion, but felt guilty. I think coercion is bad and might even be a serious sin. I’m not an expert on biblical sin. She corrects this problem by calling her monthly paid subscription, “a donation.” I like it. It’s not her fault if she makes $16,000 a month. The fault shifts to those who donate. And, its still way under Malone’s $500K, or more, and we won’t even attempt to put a number on Steve’s monthly vaccine report earnings.
I haven’t investigated all, or any, of the many options to get subscribers to pay a monthly fee, but it looks like a donation option is available. I ask her to join me and write our murder reports for free during this genocide. I think God would like that. I have received several likes from her subscribers. I’m awaiting her response.
Author note: I never use the word missives. I also never use the word prepuce.
All of the vaccinated looked healthy and happy, but the wine was flowing too. I was standing near the wine, and a vaccinated family member wandered over. His birthday is in early November. In 2020 his birthday wish was for Joe Biden to crush Trump in the election. He got his birthday wish. Trump was easily defeated by a 100 million votes or more.
I can remember after the election being concerned for the democrats. The media was censoring their right to hate. The media was refusing to show President Trump on TV. Youtube hadn’t joined the censorship party yet. They would soon after.
“Let me help you with that empty wine glass,” I said. I gave a good pour. Problem. His hand was real shaky--tremors. He’s my age and has always maintained a perfect health. An athlete, once a candidate to be a professional soccer player in Europe. He also knows my very strong opinion on the vaccine.
He asked me about my recent road trips. I told him people are vastly different outside of Wa. State. From there it went political and I couldn’t get a word in. He went off on dems, republicans, our fucked up Gov and on and on. I was shocked. He’s awakened now, but a little vaccine damaged, and you don’t know about Mr. Suddenly showing up at any time.
I told him I hated them both. I told him I’m stripping the government of all responsibilities except one—make sure that roadside rest stops are stocked with toilet paper. If they can successfully accomplish this, doubt it, we might add an additional assignment. He loved it. Another family member wandered over and asked what we were talking about. He too got in on the Gov slam fest. Enter Mr. Suddenly. Not Mr. Suddenly death. Enter Mr. Suddenly you become awakened to the fact that the US government is a lying piece of shit. Worthy of no respect.
I like Thanksgiving again. I forgive my family for shunning me and my wife last year. They are awakening. There’s hope.
So glad you had a good Thanksgiving. I am encouraged that your family is waking up. First good news in awhile. So sorry about your kids. My daughter too. Sad and scary. We all hold our breath while we hope to not get the dreaded phone call. But my son is awake and wonderful and there is much joy in that.
From what you wrote, you said from the family group, just yourself, wife and granddaughter were unjabbed. So you have a jabbed child or possibly more? If this is so, I am wondering how you cope with the thoughts of Mr Suddenly showing up? As a parent of 2 30+ year olds who were not mandated by work but "for the greater good" philosophy, I have been on tenterhooks ever since I discovered they had gone and had them. Both fit and healthy people, one suddenly requires emergency treatment for strep throat last Christmas Eve then followed by a normal cold, she says, which kept her in bed a full week and she says she actually thought she was dying. I know people exaggerate. These illnesses happened before I was eventually told that said jabs had previously been taken. Winter is approaching again. I'm finding it very exhausting. Glad you all went out to meet and eat, hosting is very expensive and exhausting too. I used to enjoy it, but no longer. Must be my age!