Da Old Man Literally Chillin Baby Its Cold Outside Saudi Arabia Da Emirate Of All Emirates In Da Swamp Japan Toss Me Over All Dem Yens In DaSwamp Bangladesh Ohhhm Mani Pamie Uhmmm In Da Swamp Oh. Damnnnnnnnnnnnnn... France Blowin It Da Fuck Up World Muthu Fuckin Wide France Leading The Board. At This Very. Number One Spot Regarding Readers Across The Entire Planet Earth France Ya All Pulled Out In Front Of Da USA. No Small Feat. Yo France Ya tous les Da plus belle meilleur que Dieu bénisse Ya tous ceux qui jamais votre belle est Dieu. L'avantage La France. Ex patriote moi à la France une pensée vous Da la France merci beaucoup pour la lecture Well Well Well Look Who Has Just Shown Up In Da Swamp My Beautiful Neighbors 44 Miles Just South Of This Scorching Treacherous Desert Mayberry. Mexico. In Da Swamp I Can Only Hope We All Straight. Feel Me? So Far? Talkin Bout Da Lord Ohhh Yeahhhh WE TAL KIN BOUT DA LORD Every Day Da Lord Graces My sight With At Least One Of His Miracles. Today. So far. Thangs No different In Dat Respect. Waitin for a bus at Stone and Speedway. My good friend Kat walked up to the stop. Kat had just concluded another day at the gig. I asked about her husband Mike. Girls Face Beamed up like a bustilion watt lite bulb. Mike had been diagnosed several months back with... Well the exact diagnoses was, well... Death. Mike is 42 years old. Kat around the same age. Kat tells me that last week in Mikes seemingly last hospice waiting on The Lords Bus to deliver him straight to The Lords Door. Mike gets up. Out of bed. Walks a good distance to the nurses station. Politely asks them to call him a cab. There Ya have it. Another Miracle. Cause I ain't gonna lie. We All praying for Mike since last end of August. See. Like Dis.
You Walkin Wit Da Lord. You Walkin Wit Da Lord. Praise Da Lord. Praise Da Lord. I can't think of one damn being in any Galaxy I wanna be walkin with. Who Bigger Den ??????????????????????????????????????? Da Lord
When Ya All find that being. Contact Da Swamp. I Gotta See Dis. Mike. You One Tuff Blessed Lucky Ass Navajo Warrior Yeah. Praise Da Lord And how could I conclude todays insane diatribe without a shout to my Partners In Dis World Wide Crime called My Blog. I Gotta Tell Ya. Hackin Gay Government White Boyz. YaAllTrippin I do appreciate ALL of your assistance today in the composition of todays blog. Grammar Checks Style Consideration Color Outline Will Not Allow Picture of Me On This Blog On and Pretty Much On and On Honestly I Believe Ya All Fanz Of Da Swamp Lucky FuckinMe. On Last Thang The following song is dedicated to... Hmmmmmmm. Know What No Intro Needed
Her faint seductive whisper almost seemingly falls on deaf ears..
Ryan
is lost in that too early in the morning 4th. dimensional straddle
where DreamVille Blvd. and Realty Rd. have not yet been approached much
less intersected. "Ryannnnnnn..." "Yeeeaaahhhhhhh..." "Ryannnnnn"!
"Uh Huh". "Damn you Ryan. Open your eyes and listen to me". "Say what Girl"??? "Damn you Ryan! I want to talk. I want to talk now"! "Awaight. Awaight. I hear you Girl. Go ahead. Talk to me". "Ryannnnn! Sit up damn it"! Long exhale. A very muffled "OMG your fuckin killin me". Trailing off into a faded garbled very faint whisper. "Sit Up Ryan! I hate you Ryan. Forever and always. OMG! Where are you going Ryan"?! "Make some coffee Girl. Awaight"? "Me Too"? "Uh Huh". "Ooouuhhhh. Put that Rich Rich Vanilla Cream in the bottom of the cup" K. "Uh Huh". " Ooouuhhhh. Pomegranate Green Tea too". "Uh Huh". "Ryannnnnnnnnnnn...". Seemingly on auto pilot. On Que. Ryan turns to the On Fire Seductive Whisperer. "I Lovvvve you Ryannnnnn...". "Uh Huh". The conclusion to this early morning head on collision while rollin down Da 405. Needle buried all the way to the right. Impact. Head The Fuck On. In calculating Velocity regarding Mass Speed on Impact. Forensic minds are baffled.
The Good Newz.
Everyone walked away Had breakfast as it was. WIN WITHOUT FIGHTING Master Sun Tzu 544–496 BC The Art of War
Feel Me? So Far? Before I forget. A Swamp contest if you will. Bragging rights go to the country with the hottest women regarding sexual nature and behavior. With the least amount of strings attached. As well this country holds the world wide position of the top 3 readerships consistently here in Da Swamp. That country would be non other than.
French Girls Damn Sure ain't Playin when it comes around to that Love Thang.
Hot Steamy Passion Off Da Wire
Now. On To The World.
American Gasoline prices on the way low side of it all. In fact the world at large is feeling this Christmas Bonus. One person and one person only to thank for this new heavy weight of wallets world wide for consumers at the gasoline pump. Yeah. We'll show him. The him is non other than Vladimir Putin. sanctions up his keaster. Sanctions that are driving down Putin's profits on his countries oil production.
In fact all profits are down at this point in time in oil production world wide.
The close of a barrel of crude on Friday was below $60.00. A five year low. Throw now into the Russian equation the financing of two wars. As bad as it might become for Russia. Keep in mind. Russia' main Dawg and Homie. China. Is not going to let Russia Fall. Also do not forget that Russia. Unlike the Good Ol' USA. Is not dealing with a deficit but a nice little surplus. Vladdy P. for sure feeling the pinch.
All that said. So is the rest of the oil producing nations.
Give Ya All just a taste of crude gone wild.
West Texas Crude peaked this year at $107.00 a barrel. Today at the close of Fridays Market. Somewhere down around $44.00 a barrel. Oil Price Information Service Senior Analyst Tom Kloza stated: "We are no where near the bottom". Encouraging newz. If you are a consumer of any and all crude oil products. This seemingly over night insane drop in crude prices set a record for the lowest crude prices in last five years. Algeria and Venezuela as well as many other oil producing nations are pleading with Saudi Arabia'MinisterOf Oil regarding the good to go on cutting back oil production.
Here is what one major player in the oil industry stated: "There's nothing the rest of OPEC or the world could do to pressure the Saudis," Said Tariq Zahir, managing member at Tyche Capital Advisors in New York. So there YA have it world. One of your major costs of living has dropped dramatically. At least for the next two months. Enjoy. While over at The White House. To their direct credit.
Local American Law Enforcement has been thrown under all the bus wheels. Country wide.
Now. To keep the destruction of the Kill America Bus Rolling. The absolute number one spy agency on this planet. That of course is The CIA. Has been Hung Out To Dry and Wither. Operatives World Wide. Lives in even more danger than their job description outlines. Great Job White House. But to this very day. Not a word from this White House regarding the two Delta Force Snipers that were held prisoner for two weeks in Iraq..
Tortured. Eviscerated. End Trails Extracted Beheaded.
But damn those bad bad CIA Agents. Doing their jobs. Extracting Information From The Enemies of America. As The White House Spinz. What will be the next exciting Destroy America Drama to be dropped on Americas doorstep. One can only imagine. Ryan. Out.
The
recent OPEC decision not to slash production is a major setback to
Iran’s fiscal health. Beset by sanctions, Iran’s most important source
of revenue is under attack not by Israeli or American war planners but
by market forces. The price of Brent crude, the benchmark, has sunk by 40 percent since June.
North American production and Saudi Arabian insistence to maintain
current levels of supply has led to a surplus of 1.5 to 2 million
barrels a day. While the steep drop in oil prices is a blow to all
exporters, the Arab countries of the Persian Gulf have sufficient cash
reserves to weather the storm. Iran does not.
Years
of war, sanctions, lack of proper investment as well as mismanagement
and corruption within the Iranian oil industry—particularly under the
stewardship of former President Ahmadinejad—have had the profound and
long lasting effect of putting Iran behind other major crude producers.
This is in sharp contrast to where Iran stood in the 1970s when the
world looked at her oil exports with envy. At the time the late Shah was
dubbed the “Emperor of Oil” byTime magazine
as Iran held as much sway within OPEC as the Saudis do today. Iran was
the second largest exporter in the cartel and the fourth largest
producer in the world. At its peak, before the revolution, Iranwas producing 6 million barrels a day.
Iran’s
fall as a global player in energy markets has been steep and fast.
Today, Iran is the 8th largest net exporter of crude in the world, and
ithas fallen behind many OPEC countries
like Iraq, the UAE and Kuwait. To be sure, those countries have
structural advantages that Iran doesn’t. Most significant, a smaller
population base that consumes less of the oil they produce. Estimates
vary, but of the 3.5 million barrels of oil a day that Iran produces,
nearly half is refined and used domestically. Also
hurting Iran are sanctions that have forced traditional European
buyers, such as Germany and Italy, to halt all Iranian crude purchases.
This was not done all at once but rather over a period of six months
whereby the European Union (assisted by United States using its threat
of extraterritorial sanctions) managed to get long standing customers of
Iran’s crude to purchase less and less oil every month. This strategy
allowed other OPEC producers, particularly Saudi Arabia- to make up for
the shortfall of Iranian crude that was no longer being purchased. What
made this strategy particularly effective was that it was not sudden,
but rather phased in over time. As a result, crude importers didn’t
feel a price shock. With Gulf Arab states producing at or near capacity
and new production coming from North American shale oil, downward
pressure on crude prices persisted. Consumers never felt the pain of
Iran’s crude being replaced. Iran’s crude
exports were marginalized. The math is simple: What’s 1.5 million
barrels of crude per day, in a world that’s currently over-supplied by 2
million barrels per day? Some argue Iran
should have withdrawn its crude from the market all at once, so as to
shock the global market and cause a rise in crude prices. That argument
falls flat for a country whose primary source of income is oil exports.
It was telling that the Iranian oil minister Bijan Namdar Zanganeh, a
respected industry veteran, came to the OPEC meeting in Vienna
determined to see a production cut, but left stating the Iranian
position was “closer” to that of Saudi Arabia. Iran’s leverage to sway
other OPEC members to its position was limited, with the collective
might of its GCC neighbors (which account for more than half of OPEC’s
daily production) unified under the Saudi position. In
the future, Iran could again play a significant role in international
oil markets as it holds the fourth largest known crude reserves in the
world. However, it can only return to relevance if it is able to fully
realize its export potential and ramp up production. This can only
happen with a deal on its nuclear dossier that lifts restrictions on its
energy sector and allows for foreign investment and the inflow of
technology that it lacks. It will also need to make its fiscal regime
more attractive for Western companies (the world leader in oil field
extraction and services) to justify their return to the Iranian market. With
international exploration and production hit hard by bearish prices and
excess production, Iran must play for time until markets stabilize and
recover. In the interim, it must do everything it can to break out of
its international isolation so its energy sector can recover and become
relevant again. Amir Handjani is an
Energy Expert and Managing Director of Pt Capital an Arctic Resource
Asset Manager. He may be followed at @ahandjani.
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Dollar Refills for as long as the Styrofoam lasts. For dis frugal Old Man. Bout a week.
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While accenting this Astrological Dali' from above. Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions of Starz dance then in a nano stop and pose in their dramatic stance.
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"Oh. Really, it's very very nice out". In that Marlyn Monroe drawl. So soft. So... Hmmm Um Hmmm. "Last week it was much much colder. I could see my breath. You know. That kinda cold". Never missin a beat. Un Aware. On way the far side and beyond any kind of my control. Without even a slight scintilla of a warning. I turn to my close direct left complete zero. Eye to Eye on this Da Real Deal Of Female Thang:
"You for sure are in need at all times of the constant very coolest of cool crisp cold air".
With an Oh Wow Smile With a Simultaneous Eye Roll Framing That Certain for Certain Brace tight Cause It's Gonna Hit. That Bad Girl You Caught Me I'll Most Likely Do It Again Smile Lips Do That Pout To Excitement Roll Roll Tongue Tip Shake Quicker Than A Subliminal Left Corner Of The Screen Caught For Sure Or ... "Yeah It takes a whole lot to cool me off I always need to be cooled down".
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"Not A Problem At All Young Lady. My Actual Pleasure. No worries"
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"Your Boy Friend Is One Very Fortunate Man". "Oh. Why"? "Cause You Beautiful Girl". "Oh. So Sweet. So Kind. Thank You".
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Bee Line to The Computer.
Hit Up All Da Congressmen and Women. Hit Up All Da Senators. Tell Them To Do Their Damn Ass Jobs. Or Their Corrupt Slanted ass' Are Gone Quicker Than A Nano Lickety. No Mr. President Crack Head. We Own Da Pen. We Own Da Phone. 'We The People' Did Without A Mother Fuckin Doubt Build All Of Dis Bitches. Time For Ya All To Going Diving Back Into You Malignant Worm Holes. We'll Take It From Here Bitches. Don't Cost One Muthu Fuckin Thin Worn Dime Off Da Hot Steaming Tarmac. The Second Part Of This Freedom March. Your Daily Rag. Tell Cancel Da Subscription. Your Cable Company. Tell Em Ta Pick Up Da Boxes. Satellite Companies. Rip Dem Dishes Off Da Roof. Unless Beginning Yesterday. Da Slant. Da Spin. Da Lies. Da Cheatz. Da Laugh In Your Face Call Out Your Mamma. Stops. Da Whole Entire Muthu Fuckin Truth Nothin But The Whole Entire Muthu Fuckin Truth Or All You Bought and Sold Lying Ass Bitch Hoes Iz Gone. Off Da Ledge Thru Da Window Out Da Tube Gone Sally Gone Take your Prophesying Pontification Ram It Multiple Mach Up Your Lying Ass' And Hit Da Road Jack Don't Ever Come Back No Moe No Moe You Got Da Power America You Got Da Pen You Got Da Computers You Got Da Phonez. Shut Dis Bitch Down! And Pleeezeee My Black Brothers and Sisters
Trust Me On Dis My Niggas
This NOT A Real Black Man Suburban Rich Kid and His Corrupt Criminal Cronies DO NOT Have Your Black Backs Get Ready To be Last In Line Now Behind Your New Immigrant Speeky No English 5 Million New Neighbors. Who with out a doubt will be piling a shitload of new benefits Ya All Ain't never gonna see. This first 5 million. Tehh. A toss in the illegal pile. Expect 20 million by the time this impeachable dust settles.
This Calculated Equation Breaks Down To One Thing and One thing Only
VOTER BASE
And Your Black backs Are The Foundation Across The Nation. Fucked Again My American Indian Brothers and Sisters. Illegals more important than Ya All. Yo Al Sharpton Faggot Pay Your 10's of Millions In Taxes Yet My Pimpin Nigga. Fuck You and Your Muthu Fuckin Hoe Ass Mamma. Yo Jesse Dead Beat Jackson Pay any money yet towards the Millions Upon Millions of Un Paid Child Support On Your Magnitude Of Illegal Bastards Across America Yet Loser. I Pay Child Support. 23 Years Now. I Damn sure takes care Of my Kidz. Jesse Da Looser Jackson. You Criminal Bitch. Fuck you and Your Muthu Fuckin Hoe Ass Mamma. Now. On To The World. ISIS Again. Mis Guided Terrorist Bitches. Ya Lookin For Me and My Brothers. On My Turf. Again. Like Dis Slaughter Ready Swine Eating Maggots. 20,800.00 That number represents the sum total of American Veterans in this country. Were Dis Disgruntled Pissed Off Certified Crazy Rollin Straight Up A and D. (Armed and Dangerous) No Rules Of En Engagement Here My Dirty Rag Wrapped Head Camel After Birth Bitches.
We Dream About This Kinda Shit Bitches. Oh Yeah ISIS
Bring Along Yo Hoe Ass Mammas. We'll Pimp Em On Da South side Better Yet I'll Let My Marine Brother Explain Best.
U.S. Marine To IsIs Terrorists
We Are Armed To The Teeth
“As I sit here constantly hearing and watching you execute innocent
men, women and children in the Middle East I chuckle. Why do I chuckle
you may ask? Well let me explain something to you cowardice fools who
think you are so tough behind all your propaganda videos. You are
scaring a population that doesn’t know how to fight, you’re bullying the
weak . . . You say Islam is the religion of peace, but since when does
terrorizing the innocent and beheading men, women and children
constitute peace? WTF? But keep in mind, what did Saddam’s troops do
when we came rolling into town? They surrendered, twice… So all your
empty threats of coming to America and raising your flag over the White
House amuse me more than any of you sick, sadistic bastards could ever
imagine or comprehend. In 2012 there was about 21.2 million veterans in the United States.
Do you understand what that means? Let me break it down for you. That
means there are literally millions of disgruntled, dysfunctional, pissed
off veterans who have been dealing with years of abuse from their
government stabbing them in the backs and having to watch their friends
die because you Islamic extremist idiots can’t seem to act like normal
human beings and stop terrorism and the violence. It’s one thing to take over an Islamic state, but if my memory serves
me correctly, I’m pretty sure we plowed through Fallujah in 4 days.
Better yet, it took us about month to control your entire country. At
this point, with 13+ years of war under our belts, how long do you think
it would take us to do it all over again? I’ll let you draw your own
conclusions on that one. Do you really think you stand a chance on US
soil? Do you really think it would be smart to poke that bear? Remember,
never bite the hand that feeds you. Remember we are armed to the teeth in the US and I can promise you
this… the Geneva Conventions will not apply to you. You attack us and
there will be no mercy. We will bring the righteous hand of God down
upon you and crush you. The ball is in your court now ISIS. We are more
than ready to arrange your so called “meeting” with your 72 virgins and
send you to your “prophet” Mohamed.” – Nick Powers
Yeah. The conclusion of another long ass day droppin peckz all across the whores expansive sexy keyboard.
In The Above Video Notice The Blurred Out Letters On Pac's Left Chest Side Og His Jacket Facing You On Your Right I Know What This represents Do You Let Da Swamp Hear Your Answer
Da Ol' Man Jus Can't Hep It Spirit Forever Lost In Da Hood
