The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for December 11, 2016

That’s cold!

I knew it.

it could be worse. They cold have a bunch of dead heart rate monitors.

Oh no!

Not funny.

really should have been inuitive to him to not do it

There is a joke in there somewhere about Eskimo pies.

So this is what’s going to happen to that pipeline in the Dakotas?

“His name is Kobold,” said my guest: “One of the Spectre order:You’ll very often see him dressedIn a yellow gown, a crimson vest, And a night-cap with a border.

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“Port-wine, he says, when rich and sound, Warms his old bones like nectar:And as the inns, where it is found,Are his especial hunting-ground, We call him the Inn-Spectre.”

— “Phantasmagoria”, by Lewis Carroll

If you raise chickens, eventually you’ll get poultrygeists

Sacred lands, entire western hemisphere.

Certain areas are special, sacred land whether it is the Black Hills or Uluru/Ayers Rock in Australia they find it extremely important over any other place. Both have been desecrated by Whites. So we see how much others sacred places mean to them.

Drill through your high altar during mass, or run a bulldozer through Arlington National Cemetery. Then you might get a fraction of what genocide targets feel.