White Whore House Noose & Garden News

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“They are a bunch of flag suckers.”—Hunter Thompson

I woke up this morning and opened my eyes to a new flag flying at the Whore House. Extra eye rubbing required. Remember when a rainbow was a rainbow? They steal everything. Now school children associate a rainbow in the sky with sex, dildoes, confusion, butt plugs, drag shows, gender mutilation, confusion, aggression, parades, and as Mick Jagger sings, “sex and sex and sex, look at me.” And Merle and Willie sing, “everythings going to pot, whether you like it or not, the best I can tell the worlds gone to hell and we’re sure gonna miss it a lot.”

Reminder, tomorrow June 14^th is patriot flag sucker day. Love it or leave it.

Joe nor anyone else at the Whore House knows about the flag sucker rules. They violated the rule and disgraced the nation some more.

 I call bullshit on that disgrace thing. You can’t pile on anymore disgrace then we are already carrying. Impossible. Please, don’t prove me wrong.

In honor of Willie turning 90 this year I’m growing his plant. It’s green and fragrant.

To gov it is the scariest plant. It will lead you down a road to depravity. They would be the ones to know all about depravity. Willie has been smoking weed most of his life. He’s 90 with 45 released albums and still on tour. How’s Nancy Pelosi doing these days? What about Diane Feinstein?

I did ask in an early day post if any of these FL docs considered marijuana as a possible treatment for the fake virus. Wouldn’t it help with the loss of smell and taste? I couldn’t find any of them mentioning the plant from the gods as a possible treatment for a fake virus. Maybe it’s in their upgrade to paid vault.

 It is a plant that is a gift from the gods. BLASPHEMY! “Don’t you know ye are gods?”—Jesus

It is capable of curing almost everything as well as being used to hang a man, or woman for crimes against their fellow man. It’s not being used enough in my humble opinion—especially the rope. Gods judge us now and make it quick. We’re ready.

I’ve written several articles on the Washington State ferries which have suddenly decided to crash into the docks or ground themselves on shore. Crews are required to be vaccinated as a condition of employment. But, they’re not this fucking vaccinated stupid. I vote intentional crashing, grounding to enable gov to plea to the people for more taxes and suck off the tit of the Federal Gov for any amount they’ll throw their way.

 THEY’RE BACK TO CRASHING!!!. LOOK OUT!!! They took a five-month break. I won’t be a bit surprised if they go big and just sink one of these fuckers this summer.

Due to a hard on landing. Right.

A few comments below pointing out the obvious. It’s been my experience as a 40+ year researcher into their deviant behavior to look behind the obvious that they present to you. That’s where all the really good shit is.

UPDATE on returning fired Wa State employees for failing to participate in a DANGEROUS medical experiment. This is only a rumor. The rumor is the state has said they will only allow terminated bandits to return to work if all lawsuits are dropped. Ha..ha..ha. The rebel terminated bandits upon return will lose all seniority and have to hire back in at the lowest wage. Ha..ha..ha. Also they must crawl back on their hands and knees. I added that last sentence to the rumor. It’s a good visual.

Let me whine you. I’ve been in bed for the last four or five days. It’s all a painful blur. I have a disc problem, lower lumbar and about once a year the little fucker snaps on me. I can now walk again and will attempt another deer walk after this post.

 The way it happened is I was planting some plants minding my own goddamn business, not harming anyone, being nice to the wife, and I needed some compost. I have plenty.

I started sifting my compost like I’ve done a thousand times before and then AHHHHHHHH, FUCK, SHIT, PISS. I did something stupid then. I drank three glasses of wine fast and then attempted to resume sifting. Dumbfuck. That’s my personal whine for the day. If you would like a more adjective laced description of my pain email me. I created a few new ones that would make my English professors proud Mary.

Beer helped my pain a lot. Thank you God for beer. Next year I will grow poppy plants and try poppy tea. Thank you for poppy plants too.

They got Trump again, and again and again. Thirty-seven counts of criminal behavior. Even the ones who are making all of this shit up are pleading STOP. Can they drag it out long enough where he accepts a plea bargain that if he’s elected president he won’t do another Operation Warp Speed onto the American people and he won’t promote an untested medical intervention as safe? “Take it. I took it.” Wouldn’t this then make him a somewhat anti-vaxxer like Robert Kennedy Jr with the exception of the WEF climate change global warming agenda?

Why don’t the ones who made up the 37 counts go after him for Operation Warp Speed? That one seems like a slam dunk. There is real data showing it harmed and killed and is still harming and killing. It shows Fauci lied. The CDC lied as did almost every fucking doctor in America. It shows our entire government went along with it. Of course, it will suck all of them down the swamp drain as well, but then humanity would be free for a while. If only they’d be stupid enough to attempt my suggestion.

Ghost Garden News

The chickadees have fledged the nest on one of my birdhouses. The other is only days away or they’re fledging as I am typing. I can see them around the garden swinging upside down on the plant leaves. Maybe they were chewing on my Willie plant.

I have two other Willie plants in potters. I did something stupid that also inflamed my injury more. I moved them into the garden. They wanted to be around plants not sitting alone on my patio. Terrible picture.

Most of the plants in my Ghost Garden raised bed are two years old and going to seed. I’ve added a few to it. Next year I just leave it alone and POOF there it is like magic. At least that’s my plan. The carrots are all going to seed as are the beets, onion, lettuce and spinach.

Another crappy picture—Django watching me.

He’s the only crow I’ve ever had that has figured out how to successfully get into my suet. I now have to attempt to out smart him and figure a way to block him.

I love dragonfly’s or is it dragonflies? This one was perched too high for me to get a good picture of it but it’s gold. Really cool. Every year I do get around three really good dragonfly pictures.

Additional bonus garden pictures.

Butterfly

I needed a plant to go next to my African plant head but didn’t have a plant to go there. Suddenly, I realized I had an empty wine bottle in my hand.

Flowering potato plant.

A pregnant wolf spider.

Credit alphabet flag flying at the Whore House to Paul Craig Rodgers. In the future I’m going to wait until after my third cup of tea before I follow his suggested links. All good though.

Das ist alles for June 13^th. Checking out of the war at 10:26am. Credit a subscriber for today’s song selection. Something is coming.