Joe Biden never won. This is our Real President – 45, 46, 47.

AND our beautiful REALFLOTUS.

This Stormwatch Monday Open Thread remains open – VERY OPEN – a place for everybody to post whatever they feel they would like to tell the White Hats, and the rest of the MAGA/KAG/KMAG world (with KMAG being a bit of both).

And yes, it’s Monday…again.

But we WILL get through it!

We will always remember Wheatie,

Pray for Trump,

Yet have fun,

and HOLD ON when things get crazy!

We will follow the RULES of civility that Wheatie left for us:

Wheatie’s Rules:

1. No food fights.
2. No running with scissors.
3. If you bring snacks, bring enough for everyone.

And while we engage in vigorous free speech, we will remember Wheatie’s advice on civility, non-violence, and site unity:

“We’re on the same side here so let’s not engage in friendly fire.”

“Let’s not give the odious Internet Censors a reason to shut down this precious haven that Wolf has created for us.”

If this site gets shut down, please remember various ways to get back in touch with the rest of the gang:

• Our backup site, The Q Tree 579486807, https://theqtree579486807.wordpress.com/
• Our old alternative site, The U Tree, where civility is not a requirement
• Our Gab Group, which is located at https://gab.com/groups/4178
• Our various sister sites, listed in the Blogroll in the sidebar

Our beloved country is under Occupation by hostile forces.

Daily outrage and epic phuckery abound.

We can give in to despair…or we can be defiant and fight back in any way that we can.

Joe Biden didn’t win.

And we will keep saying Joe Biden didn’t win until we get His Fraudulency out of our White House.

Wolfie’s Wheatie’s Word of the Week:

roseate

adjective that looks like a verb

• resembling a rose
• rose-colored
• rosy
• full of roses
• cheerful or bright
• overly optimistic

Pronunciation

/rō′zē-ĭt, -āt″/

Used in a poem

The Roseation

Through glasses that are roseate
Which firmly on this nosy sit
I read the daily news a bit
And hope the good part’s true

My mood may thus turn roseate
Since good news often does elate
My soul, in turn, to elevate
Dispelling all that’s blue

I wish the verb “to roseate”
Were not just mine to contemplate
For if it weren’t, I’d promulgate
Such usage far and wide

Defined as making roseate
Though any other name would fit
I’d roseate with whim and wit
‘Til no more roses died

I’d roseate from dusk ’til dawn
I’d gladden thrice the Soros spawn
Until his evil tricks were gone
And then I’d rosen more

These glasses filled with hopium
Would roseate the Newest Scum
And shine like Aluminium
The prince we knew as Gore

Be still, brave heart, in Rosie thrall
Her marbles gone, she took them all
To island green, though red in fall
And thus, we celebrate

Imperfect, yes, these glasses blessed
But hope remains in this old chest
That futures all, we have not guessed
And thus, we roseate

Shown in a picture

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desert_rose_(crystal)

Shown in a video

MUSIC!

Like DUUUUDE! To Roseate ≠ To Rosieate

THE STUFF

Learn about roseated gold here!

Rosium! Useful stuff. Particularly when women are involved.

Just sayin’!

And remember…….

Until victory, have faith!

And trust the big plan, too!

And as always….

ENJOY THE SHOW

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