My wife headed out of town so I was on kid duty.
Had to take my youngest to her gymnastics class.
Was standing there watching her like the proud papa I am when another one of the dads noticed my shirt and started up a conversation with me.
Turns out he’s a California refugee who managed to escape.
For 45 minutes he told me about his awakening experience… without any prompting.
I’ve been at this for well over a decade now, folks, and this NEVER happens. NEVER.
People now want the red pills, and we’re here to distribute them. Congratulations, y’all, on making it this far. There are effectual battles to be won, for sure, but we are winning the war!
I always wear several MAGA and TRUMP pins on the front of my shirt/jacket.sweatshshirt/vest when I'm out. It's wonderful how many people collar me and tell me how much they like my buttons. Even the checkout clerks at Wang-Mart love them!