Monday, February 9, 2026
Via “M” : Anti-Grabbler Hate
Are We Having Fun Yet?
Everyone is making The Big Game into a major political event today. Apparently the libs favour some troon called Bad Bunny and the stubfarts are lining up behind Kid Rock for the half time show. I finally went to church yesterday and did chores till my back crapped out. Then I fell asleep in my beat up easy chair watching OyToob vids.
Far as I’m concerned, at the rate things are unraveling… the Superbowl is soon going to become the Stupidbowl. And the old axioms about stupid people in stupid places doing stupid things will apply. If you’re a kook that wants to kill people to make a political point…it’s a great place to do business.
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Sorry for being a grump. I can’t find my Metamucil this morn and I’m starting to pack up! HAR HAR HAR!!!
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Enjoy yer Monday. Hope you get some chit done today.
Sunday, February 8, 2026
Carnage In The Hen House: The Filthie Trophy Wife
It’s either late Saturday night or early Sunday morn. I wake up to the sound of baying dawgs - there’s an emergency in the hen house!!! A predator’s gotten in and must be slaughtering the birds!!! The noise is deafening!!! I jump into my sewer boots, grab my 20 bore shottie, a handful a shells and light my kerosene lantern! Hurry, Filthie!!! There’s no time to lose!!! I roll up on the hen house, and boot the door open, ready to send a coyote or weasel straight to hell in a hail of lead!!!
But… it’s only the usual female hysteria. The old hens have worked themselves into a flather over nothing again. All the noise is the Subsnatch biddies and harpies that are bitching and squawking … terrified about the growing influence and rise of the North American Tradwife.
“…you don't want to be a tradwife, you just want to escape capitalism…”
“And, I am not going to lie—this tradwife movement almost tricked me too. And, considering that I am a queer woman and a chronic overachiever, that is absolutely nuts.”
HAR HAR HAR!!! HAR HAR HAR!!!! ππ
I find it telling that even the wide arsed green haired modern lesbian day dreams about utopian Tradwife existence. But self awareness has always been problematic for those types. It’s odd… years ago I was checking up on my estranged lesbian daughter and her love partner - and it was bemoaning a longing for kids, a home, and family life. Things they will never have because of the life decisions they made. All I can say is thank GOD those two won’t be raising kids!
I try not to take these clowns too seriously - they’re obviously intimidated and fearful of the traditional housewife. Traditional North American housewives wield REAL power. They’re warm, intelligent problem solvers and they wrap their men around their little fingers. When they speak, everyone listens. They are loved and respected. How can they not be?
Is the Tradwife really nothing more than a trophy wife…? I personally don’t think so; a trophy wife only needs a vagina, a stacked figure with big boobs and a knowledge of cosmetics. It’s obviously beneficial that a Tradwife has those things but not a deal breaker if she doesn’t. She is valued because she can function while covered in puke, or cleaning up a mess on the floor, or wrangling rug rats and family pets. She is a participant in the marriage and she can shut her gawdammned trap long enough to listen, and speak sensibly when it’s time for her to speak.
Friday, February 6, 2026
Retard Ramble - Has Anyone Seen My Chit?
Well I think I finally broke. I was wrong about gays and trans people. I had the wrong opinions about COVID. Then I was wrong again about the war in the ‘Kraine. Now this Epstein stuff all dropped and it turns out that I’m wrong about jews too.
I used to enjoy taunting my moral and intellectual superiors but now… the fun is going right out of it! Ya reach a point where you feel guilty because you’re basically picking on a retard or a certifiable lunatic. And sure - they squawk and scream when ya hit ‘em but you never make an impact.
I have no shits left to give. I am not getting outraged like I used to. I’m starting to wonder why I’m even talking at this point? That’s always been my classic mistake: trying to defend myself and my views to people that only talk and never listen or play by the rules they would impose on you.
Welp… Dog Patrol beckons. I have important things to do with people that have lives! ππ
I hope your workday is fast and quick, and that you have big plans for the weekend.
Thanks for dropping by.
Filthie









