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Today I lost, WE lost, my hound dog. My prized possession and best friend Bodean-Jedidiah Bullitthead of Wiseman Acres Ranch. More than a dog, this animal helped propel the Wiseman name to national levels with his unparalleled prowess at treeing and baying, trailing and locating. He was a one time drug enforcement officer and helped place untold numbers of filthy dope smokers behind bars where they belong. At last tally he was responsible for 634 pounds of Marijuana being taken off the streets. His fondness for the taste of Patchouli and reefer seeds gained him the honor of County Search Dog of the Year three years in a row. He was disqualified the fourth year by an atheist Deputy on trumped up attack charges when some missing hippy complained about "rough treatment" like some kind of sissy.
This dogs love for justice and Gods law are what did him in.
We went to protest the Hussein Obama speech in Charlotte today like good Americans, preaching the Gospel and praying for McCain. We were standing not 130 yards from Satan himself when we were ushered into a crowded room with what must have been a hundred similar minded patriots all wearing McCain buttons and Palin tshirts. Obviously we were rounded up by B.Husseins goon squad for wearing opposition materials. Nothing he hates worse then someone who calls a spade a spade plus I'm white.
In this room my dog and I stood shoulder to shoulder with fellow Americans and we all talked about our love for the flag and how the country was going to be ruined by Obama. When I mentioned how he was going to let his negress redecorate the WHITEhouse you should have heard the gnashing and wailing. There wasn't a dry eye in the holding tank thinking about black laquered furniture with gold trim in the Oval Office.
After what must have been hours, we were one by one strip searched, interrogated and beaten before being released. Now I'm sure it will be spun by the Liberal media that I sent my dog onto this guy and there wasn't any room under the college where they beat conservatives but I swear on Pastor Ezekiels owl leather double bound gold gilded Pastors Edition autographed KJV1611 that it's all true.
It was here in this Democrat prison cell that my dog met Jesus.
Now as we all know, my dog wasn't exactly friendly with strangers. Especially strangers of the, let's say URBAN variety.
When my time came, I was forced out and my dog was ripped from me by a large buck in a military style uniform named Trevarius. This of course infuriated my dog and he began attacking this guy the likes of which I hadn't seen since the first Burning Man I took him to back in 2004 where he hospitalized six nude hippies in under an hour.
This man was screaming and punching and hollering like he was on fire. Or like he was being eaten.
This brought out more goons this time with stunguns and batons. This hound actually took a baton away from one of these guys and smacked him upside his bur covered head with it! Jesus was with him! I won't go into details, but after three or four spent stunguns and at least four injured goons, one severerly, Bullithead went down in a bloodied heap.
I cursed Barack Obama with all my might and ran as fast as I could back to the Road Runner and sped all the way back here to report what happened. I have already contacted a fellow detainee to get his body back but it isn't looking good. Pray for that fellow believers if you could.
I'm sad and lonesome but at the same time I'm elated that he went in such a patriotic way doing the Lords work. Thankfully I wasn't strip searched and my car is okay. Praise Jesus.
YIH,
M-
This dogs love for justice and Gods law are what did him in.
We went to protest the Hussein Obama speech in Charlotte today like good Americans, preaching the Gospel and praying for McCain. We were standing not 130 yards from Satan himself when we were ushered into a crowded room with what must have been a hundred similar minded patriots all wearing McCain buttons and Palin tshirts. Obviously we were rounded up by B.Husseins goon squad for wearing opposition materials. Nothing he hates worse then someone who calls a spade a spade plus I'm white.
In this room my dog and I stood shoulder to shoulder with fellow Americans and we all talked about our love for the flag and how the country was going to be ruined by Obama. When I mentioned how he was going to let his negress redecorate the WHITEhouse you should have heard the gnashing and wailing. There wasn't a dry eye in the holding tank thinking about black laquered furniture with gold trim in the Oval Office.
After what must have been hours, we were one by one strip searched, interrogated and beaten before being released. Now I'm sure it will be spun by the Liberal media that I sent my dog onto this guy and there wasn't any room under the college where they beat conservatives but I swear on Pastor Ezekiels owl leather double bound gold gilded Pastors Edition autographed KJV1611 that it's all true.
It was here in this Democrat prison cell that my dog met Jesus.
Now as we all know, my dog wasn't exactly friendly with strangers. Especially strangers of the, let's say URBAN variety.
When my time came, I was forced out and my dog was ripped from me by a large buck in a military style uniform named Trevarius. This of course infuriated my dog and he began attacking this guy the likes of which I hadn't seen since the first Burning Man I took him to back in 2004 where he hospitalized six nude hippies in under an hour.
This man was screaming and punching and hollering like he was on fire. Or like he was being eaten.
This brought out more goons this time with stunguns and batons. This hound actually took a baton away from one of these guys and smacked him upside his bur covered head with it! Jesus was with him! I won't go into details, but after three or four spent stunguns and at least four injured goons, one severerly, Bullithead went down in a bloodied heap.
I cursed Barack Obama with all my might and ran as fast as I could back to the Road Runner and sped all the way back here to report what happened. I have already contacted a fellow detainee to get his body back but it isn't looking good. Pray for that fellow believers if you could.
I'm sad and lonesome but at the same time I'm elated that he went in such a patriotic way doing the Lords work. Thankfully I wasn't strip searched and my car is okay. Praise Jesus.
YIH,
M-
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