Hello, Some people can not reasoned with morally beaten with a yard stick. Somebody just want the smoke.
Is JD Vance wrong for telling Brian that he didn’t give a flying shit what the fuck he was saying? No. Why? Because it is what it is. They going to roll how they are going to roll. If you don’t want the smoke then keep your fucking mouth shut.
In this week’s episode we dive deep down in the world of all things weird and kind ah fucked up. The DOGE crew is on a quest. The mission is to bring the Federal U S government kicking and screaming into the 21st century. In other news I am casting bets that the federal government will fold over. Like blue haired sea beast crying out after falling on her fat ass in the year of our lord 2029.
Let’s dive deep into the mind of guardianDogg. Let us discuss the stories of our modern weird as fuck times. The dark comedy drama we are living in.. Plus I do little experimenting and reading from one of my stories that’s popping right now.
Trump is taking a freeze to USAID. The overlords in charge are shitting themselves at losing their cash cow business front. Librarals hate for T-Money is on the rise.
Here are my thoughts:
After 10 plus years of woke shit, covid 19 shit and emotional blackmail and people just fucking with ordinary Americans and gamers the fucking chickens have come home to roost. It’s time for some free range fresh fried chicken.
Some people are in fear right now of Trump, of the world coming to end and all that bullshit but there is a part of me that is like respectfully…how can I say this?
Fuck em.
I can’t even work myself to reply to the fuckers that road the propaganda cocain machine of the media dream machines. That told me believe to believe all scientists. To trust the science and your political leaders on your home team.
Fuck em.
We ain’t on the same team. I think back on the psysop wars of 2020-2023. Covid mask theories and Orange man bad, Biden is the savory of the world and free range racism. The fucking depression. The psychological battlefield for my mind. All added on to the big Mac of hate for the straight white man 1st and the straight black man 2nd not in tuned to the woke mind virus.
Fuck em.
I wore the mask. I gave the fuckers the benefit of the doubt once. Though I never took not one shot to my ass. I gave them a shot at my trust. They took a shit on my good will and stole my fucking money.
Fuck em.
Holy shit. The mother fucking defenders of ministry of truth want to cry and moan?! All I can think to say is please cry into my coffee cup so I drink that shit or turn that shit into some vap juice.
The fucking ride doesn’t end.
This mother fucker trying bluff his way with two hearts and no balls. I’m going to take him for all he got.
To those that wrote an article on this man I don’t give two shits about. To those telling me I should give a damn what this mother fucker thinks let alone believes. To those that insist I spend one day or hour thinking about this dude.
To those that think this fucking dude is something to be admired, hated or worshipped. I mean this from the bottom of my heart with all due respect fuck you.
I don’t give a damn what you expect me to care about. I don’t give a damn about some mother fucker that if he didn’t have money he would be just another fucking pookie sitting on a corner with a 40 in his hand and a joint between his lips. Let the stable of hoes on the corner working for him give a damn about him. I don’t. Respectfully.
Not sorry. Not apologizing because I don’t give a damn. If you insist I should give two fucks. Well…fuck you and fuck him too.
Warm Regards,
Guardiandogg
The return of the God emperor of the universe…and shit I’m doing.
In the picture above, which one is the Russian nationlist and which one is the Average American, Kamala Harris supporter?
I think about this off and on. I’ve been told how Russians are. The ideals of a Communist Russian not by Russians primarially but by ideologue Americans and other folks that have their own bias views.
It’s interesting.
You can tell a lot about a culture a person comes out of by what they look and dress like. And when they open their mouths things really get interesting.
The world view and history of a culture and people is all in the fiction and art and manner that a person carries himself. When a person opens his mouth begins to explain what he thinks on an issue can that opinion really be uniform from Russian Moscow to Paris, France.
Can simply being born India when your parents are Chinese make you Indian. Can life be that simple?
I wonder.
Terry
I watched newsfeeds of the events broadcasted on the cyberspace unfold and felt like an itch to be out there and wish I could. I was out of the game though. My mind stuck in the virtual cyberspace. A forced retirement. Still I existed and I would use whatever means I could to win. No way in hell was I leaving my baby girl to live in any shit hole the ice head had planned for dream realm subjugation.
Hexi’s name was flashing on my call screen. I hit a button on my keyboard and smiled as I saw Hexi along with Largo and Omarion in the background images appear on my dashboard. They were a pretty exceptional group I had come to deeply respect and take pride in the fact that they road with my pack.
“What’s up boss? I like your new digs.” Omarion said.
“Thank you, Omarion good to see you. Mr. Astro! What’s going on Sir?”
“Their in the city. Boss. They almost took us out on the way to our home base.” Largo said. “It’s fucking on tonight. What you got for us?” He said with a smile.
I smiled. “I got plenty of work for you Mr. Astro. But first. I got promises to keep. Omarion. I promised you an item for doing me a solid regarding everything you have done for my corporation and my baby girl. Your going to need it.” I said and snapped my fingers.
Omarion had a puzzled look on his face and started to say something. I waved my hand and the sword disappeared from the cyberspace into the real world in a sword belt behind Omarion’s back. He jumped and looked behind himself at the sword and then back at me. The other two shared similar looks of surprise. “Damn. That is impressive. I’m thinking you most have a big job for us.”
I nodded. “I’m sending Hexi, the details. The short of it is your going to be raiding a corporate business of seven assets that have been hidden away in a closed down corporation.”
Largo frowned shaking his head. “I don’t get it Boss. What do seven assets have to do with the war going on outside?”
I smiled. “Everything, Mr. Astro. Your assignment will become clear when you find them and the holder of the assets. The corporation is the Princess Inc.”
“No fucking way. We burned those fuckers.”
Hexi was silently shaking her head as she reviewed the material I sent her on her end. She was frowning glaring at the information. “I guess we missed one. Is this the chick that jammed you up?”
I shook my head. “Oh no. I have an idea where she is but I don’t have a solid lead to send you after her just yet. No this is the female that personally retired me permanently to my current state you see before you.”
Omarion nodded. “We’ll bury her and claim the assets. She isn’t getting away tonight.”
“Be careful Omarion. She has evaded us so far and she is a powerful human elemental. Do not over estimate her powers like I did.”
“I got you Boss. She evaded us so far but there’s no way in the nine hells I’m going to let her get away tonight. We’ll send you a photo of the body to confirm it’s her to be sure until then we’ll be on the hunt.” Omarion said.
Welcome to cyberpunk 2024. If you don’t have at least two streams of income your dead or a house wife living in on the income of some dude with five. Her main job is taking baths pretending she’s reading a book for an hour.
I don’t know nobody in my immediate or the outer wall of my reality that doesn’t have at least two or five gigs or businesses going. I had a to think about this shit regarding my own income streams and realize that I had going at least five income streams going and only one of them is on autopilot and generating me cash consently.
Why though? Why is every normal joe getting multiple incomes?
The fucking worth of a dollar is going to shit every fucking second my dude. People used to say that the dollar isn’t worth the paper it’s printed on. Fuck I can’t remember the last time I had the shit in my walllet. I went all digital before the powers hit my wallet C unit 9 from 2020-2022.
I had thought that I needed to add one more Income stream but fucking hell I realized I had to many going already that I needed to manage better.
Listen. No bullshit. This is the shit the financial wizards don’t tell you about. Getting the shit going is the easy part. Managing more then two streams is the hard part and none of them generate at the same rates of return on my initial investment. When one income goes up during one season two flatline and another gets a bump during a odd week in the middle of the month. Alright let’s get to the sauce. The moneytalk
How do you manage multiple streams of income?
In conclusion
A. Mind your own damn business. B. Protect and invest in your own damn brand.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
Ron Desantis is out and there are some candidates still….fuck all the bullshit it’s Trump vs His royal highness Joe Biden the commander and Chief of the Clown party Empire…
It is what it fucking is.
The outcome at the end of the rainbow doesn’t matter at this point. The migrant invasion of over a million and above will be a interesting pot of gold everyone in America will be tasting for next hundred years but really we’ll probably see the immediate outcome by 2033.
Don’t get me wrong the U.S. currency is more of a immediate concern for me personally. The shift over into the new system is coming so I have to be ready for that.. I’m down for whatever. I’m a nine percent kind ah guy.
This is my theory:
Fifty percent of Americans don’t give fuck because they’re eating their tv dinners and watching the news hoping for someone to put Trump under the jail. The forty percent are welcoming everybody in with open arms, love simp-pity and all that bullshit. The nine percent are prepared for whatever or have gotten the fuck out Tombstone before somebody says draw. America is divided on all fronts but when the Gunsmoke clears we’ll be here but hopefully all the assholes will be gone from passing themselves to death out of fear.
My predictions for the election. The fight to put Trump out will heat up even more come November. It’s a tush up who will pull the must tricks but hey in between all that we’re in the season of goble war War WARS!!!
Warm Regards
