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Witches to Cast Spell on Trump
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I'll bet none of those "Witches" actually has ever been in the presence of the illuminated one, or even knows anyone that has been.
Most of them are all a bunch of posers who want to be "special" and most of their "sacred texts" and "spells" are pretty much rip offs from the old Hebrew texts from Solomon's time, as translated into Latin and added to by the ancient Catholics.
So you can usually have fun just laughing in their faces at their stupidity.
Most of them are all a bunch of posers who want to be "special" and most of their "sacred texts" and "spells" are pretty much rip offs from the old Hebrew texts from Solomon's time, as translated into Latin and added to by the ancient Catholics.
So you can usually have fun just laughing in their faces at their stupidity.
Yet no one wants believe, a good portion of this Country is legally insane. 
PS I they are using any “eye of Newt” In their spell Gingrich better hide.
PS I they are using any “eye of Newt” In their spell Gingrich better hide.
In all my life, I have never run into a hot “witch”. They always seem to be bullish cat-ladies.
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We live in a world where the supernatural is commonplace, and the powers of darkness are very, very real.
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Why did we have to close all of those state psychiatric facilities back in the 1970's??? Good Lord, between this shit and the furfags, animefags, body mutilators, and genderqueers, it really seems like mental illness IS the new fucking cool.
We live in a world where the supernatural is commonplace, and the powers of darkness are very, very real.
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Why did we have to close all of those state psychiatric facilities back in the 1970's??? Good Lord, between this shit and the furfags, animefags, body mutilators, and genderqueers, it really seems like mental illness IS the new fucking cool.
Although the “blinding” spell may have effected me. As I can’t see giving a fuck about these people.
Well he already defeated the head witch, so I think he will be fine.
Good thing you said Witches.....
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I had a renter who turned out to be a witch. Add 300 lbs to your description and you nailed it.
If that wasnt so weak Id laugh. Maybe its a selfie so Ill laugh anyway, Bwahahahaha
A “real” one. And I’ve dealt with plenty.Where ya been?
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...but that is only because they have never had a personal encounter with the powers of darkness.
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There was a man who was married to a woman who was an absolute sex addict. He felt as lucky as he can be. Every time he returned home from work or is feeling even a bit horny, she was right there, hot and bothered and ready to deliver. One week, he received notice at his job that he would be going on an extended business trip to negotiate a deal with some overseas clients and will be away for at least 5 days. He became a bit worried that in his absence, his wife's seemingly unsatiable sex drive will cause her to go seek other partners. So he decided to to buy her a toy to keep her occupied for the duration of his trip.
Stopping at one of the seedy XXX video and accessory stores downtown, all he saw were the same old dildos and vibrators which he knows his wife had been well accustomed with and will not even remotely cause her to blink. Just as he was about to give up and leave the store, one of the associates asked, "Hey sir, I see you have been looking hard for something. Perhaps I can be of some help". Reluctantly, the man told the employee his "situation", and to his surprise, he saw the eyes behind the thick rimmed glasses light up. "Aha!", the kid exclaimed. "I think we have EXACTLY what you need". With that, the kid went to the back stockroom, rummaged through some boxes, and came out again holding an antiquated and ornate wooden crate in his hands. The man watched as the kid opened a latch on the crate and produce..........what seems like just an ordinary wooden dildo from it's packaging. "But that is no different from...", the man began, but the kid stopped him. "No, this is no ordinary feminine pleasure toy", the employee gushed. "This is an actual voodoo dick, created by the most advanced magicians deep in the forests of Louisiana and brought up here by an antiques trader years ago", he continued. "A voodoo dick?", the man snorted in disbelief. "I will show you right now", the kid stated, and with a sudden deep and authoritative voice, he commanded, "Voodoo dick, the keyhole!", pointing at a door across the room. To the man's utter astonishment, the wooden phallus rose out of the box, zoomed across the room, and began to fuck the keyhole in the door. Several seconds later, the door began to shake and vibrate from the relentless pounding. "Voodoo dick, back in the box!", the kid ordered again and the wooden toy instantly stopped screwing the door, zoomed back into it's case, and laid still. "Unbelievable", the man exclaimed. "How much are you selling it for?" "Only $100", the kid replied. "Isn't that a little too cheap for such a thing?", the man exclaimed again, his excitement barely concealed. "Yeah, we had some clients who just cannot control it's...power and we figured we might as well just get rid of it", the kid explained. After the exchange of a crisp $100 bill and a few thanks, the man was driving home in exuberance, the package sitting on the passenger seat beside him.
After he had got home, he hurriedly showed his wife how the thing worked, what commands to use to activate the toy, and the next day, with all smiles, put on his immaculate suit and inched his shiny Escalade out of the garage for the drive to the airport.
Less than several hours after her husband had gone, the woman immediately started feeling horny again so she pulled the wooden crate out from under the bed, opened the lid, and commanded, "Voodoo dick, my pussy!". Instantly, the wooden dildo zoomed right between her legs and began fucking her with a passion that she had never experienced even from her husband on his best days. Multiple massive orgasms rolled over her and after the fifth rollercoaster ride, and exhausted as hell, she decided she had enough for now.............Only to realize that in his haste, her man had forgotten to tell her how to turn the damn thing off. She pulled and yanked at it to no avail. It continued fucking away, and soon, she moaned and shrieked as another wave of electrical pleasure shot through her. After another attempt to wrench the thing off of her, she gave up and decided that the hospital emergency room might be her only recourse.
Just climbing into her car had been a test of resolve as the uncontrollable possessed dildo continued to screw her. She narrowly missed drifting into the opposing lane several times as her legs shook and spasmed with every thrust of the toy between them. Another orgasm exploded over her and the car swerved dangerously, sending out a shower of sparks as it grinded against the rightmost divider. Within minutes, she noticed bright blue and red lights flashing behind her. "Shit, I am really fucked now", she gasped as she barely brought the car to a safe stop at the shoulder.
A moment later, the tired and bored face of the state trooper appeared outside her window. He obviously wanted to be somewhere else other than a stretch of miserable highway on a weekday night. "Sir, sir!", she gasped. "I have not been drinking or on any drugs. I know I have been driving dangerously but there is a voodoo dick on my pussy and it won't stop fucking me no matter how hard I am trying to get it off. I need to go to the hosp---". The trooper cut her off with a raised hand, having heard almost every ridiculous and outlandish excuse in the books from years on the job. He laughed scornfully, shaking his head. "Voodoo dick my ass..."
...but that is only because they have never had a personal encounter with the powers of darkness.
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There was a man who was married to a woman who was an absolute sex addict. He felt as lucky as he can be. Every time he returned home from work or is feeling even a bit horny, she was right there, hot and bothered and ready to deliver. One week, he received notice at his job that he would be going on an extended business trip to negotiate a deal with some overseas clients and will be away for at least 5 days. He became a bit worried that in his absence, his wife's seemingly unsatiable sex drive will cause her to go seek other partners. So he decided to to buy her a toy to keep her occupied for the duration of his trip.
Stopping at one of the seedy XXX video and accessory stores downtown, all he saw were the same old dildos and vibrators which he knows his wife had been well accustomed with and will not even remotely cause her to blink. Just as he was about to give up and leave the store, one of the associates asked, "Hey sir, I see you have been looking hard for something. Perhaps I can be of some help". Reluctantly, the man told the employee his "situation", and to his surprise, he saw the eyes behind the thick rimmed glasses light up. "Aha!", the kid exclaimed. "I think we have EXACTLY what you need". With that, the kid went to the back stockroom, rummaged through some boxes, and came out again holding an antiquated and ornate wooden crate in his hands. The man watched as the kid opened a latch on the crate and produce..........what seems like just an ordinary wooden dildo from it's packaging. "But that is no different from...", the man began, but the kid stopped him. "No, this is no ordinary feminine pleasure toy", the employee gushed. "This is an actual voodoo dick, created by the most advanced magicians deep in the forests of Louisiana and brought up here by an antiques trader years ago", he continued. "A voodoo dick?", the man snorted in disbelief. "I will show you right now", the kid stated, and with a sudden deep and authoritative voice, he commanded, "Voodoo dick, the keyhole!", pointing at a door across the room. To the man's utter astonishment, the wooden phallus rose out of the box, zoomed across the room, and began to fuck the keyhole in the door. Several seconds later, the door began to shake and vibrate from the relentless pounding. "Voodoo dick, back in the box!", the kid ordered again and the wooden toy instantly stopped screwing the door, zoomed back into it's case, and laid still. "Unbelievable", the man exclaimed. "How much are you selling it for?" "Only $100", the kid replied. "Isn't that a little too cheap for such a thing?", the man exclaimed again, his excitement barely concealed. "Yeah, we had some clients who just cannot control it's...power and we figured we might as well just get rid of it", the kid explained. After the exchange of a crisp $100 bill and a few thanks, the man was driving home in exuberance, the package sitting on the passenger seat beside him.
After he had got home, he hurriedly showed his wife how the thing worked, what commands to use to activate the toy, and the next day, with all smiles, put on his immaculate suit and inched his shiny Escalade out of the garage for the drive to the airport.
Less than several hours after her husband had gone, the woman immediately started feeling horny again so she pulled the wooden crate out from under the bed, opened the lid, and commanded, "Voodoo dick, my pussy!". Instantly, the wooden dildo zoomed right between her legs and began fucking her with a passion that she had never experienced even from her husband on his best days. Multiple massive orgasms rolled over her and after the fifth rollercoaster ride, and exhausted as hell, she decided she had enough for now.............Only to realize that in his haste, her man had forgotten to tell her how to turn the damn thing off. She pulled and yanked at it to no avail. It continued fucking away, and soon, she moaned and shrieked as another wave of electrical pleasure shot through her. After another attempt to wrench the thing off of her, she gave up and decided that the hospital emergency room might be her only recourse.
Just climbing into her car had been a test of resolve as the uncontrollable possessed dildo continued to screw her. She narrowly missed drifting into the opposing lane several times as her legs shook and spasmed with every thrust of the toy between them. Another orgasm exploded over her and the car swerved dangerously, sending out a shower of sparks as it grinded against the rightmost divider. Within minutes, she noticed bright blue and red lights flashing behind her. "Shit, I am really fucked now", she gasped as she barely brought the car to a safe stop at the shoulder.
A moment later, the tired and bored face of the state trooper appeared outside her window. He obviously wanted to be somewhere else other than a stretch of miserable highway on a weekday night. "Sir, sir!", she gasped. "I have not been drinking or on any drugs. I know I have been driving dangerously but there is a voodoo dick on my pussy and it won't stop fucking me no matter how hard I am trying to get it off. I need to go to the hosp---". The trooper cut her off with a raised hand, having heard almost every ridiculous and outlandish excuse in the books from years on the job. He laughed scornfully, shaking his head. "Voodoo dick my ass..."
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Ive met a few as well. A couple were pretty cute. Not all are evil. Wicca, in its traditional sense can be largely the practice of natural medicine...herbal remedies, a number of which I use.
It is a lot like Daoism, one of the official "religions" in China today. Though it is more of a lifestyle than a religion. Licensed practicioners of Chinese herbal medicine, in order to get their certs from the gov't, must receive their training from a Daoist institution, or at least a major part of it.
But traditional herbal medicine by itself is practically useless in resolving acute issues, such as infection or heart attack. Thus most modern Chinese healthcare institutes use what is called Zhongxi, or 'East+West'. Using western techniques to resolve acute issues and eastern herbal measures for long term prevention and maintenance.
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Shadow people are a real thing, I'll swear that on The Constitution and the Bible in front of God himself. I don't care if yall give me shit for saying it, it's goddamn true.
I don't believe in ghosts or any hocus pocus shit so I dunno how to put it. Dark shadows that look and kinda behave like people. I dunno WTF or how the fuck, but it's a real thing. Me and two other folks seen one years ago, just about crossed our eyes for a goddamn week trying to figure it out. I think it was a hallucination brought on by some acoustic reverberation or something in the food/drink/air, they swear to god "iT'S tHe DeViL". You can call it a ghost story if you like, not really my opinion ghosts are real otherwise but whatever.
I’ve never seen them. But my wife and mother in law have. Multiple times. I don’t know why they would make it up. I want to see one so I can yell at it. Lol
Yea, I dunno if it was real or we all had some simultaneous break from reality and all had identical hallucinations, but I do know that not everyone who talks about seeing shit like that is a liar.
As for the “witches”
Bishes ain’t witches, they just are angry tree hugging women who like candles and incense.
Bishes ain’t witches, they just are angry tree hugging women who like candles and incense.
“Let no one be found among you who sacrifices his son or daughter in the fire, practices divination or conjury, interprets omens, practices sorcery, cast spells, consults a medium or familiar spirit, or inquires of the dead. For whoever does these things is detestable to the LORD.”
I believe in multiple universes. Or other dimensions. Michu Kaku writes in depth about them. Sometimes I think we just experience “thin” spots in other dimensions.
One of the greatest sci-fi authors of all time, H. Beam Piper thoroughly explored all of the possibilities that can be done with "multiverses" in his award winning Paratime series of novels and short stories. In them, the protagonist first level civilization discovers a way to manipulate the barriers between multiple probabilities, travel to them, and colonize and mine some of the more primitive ones for their resources, minerals and fuels. The series primarily revolves around the Paratime Police, who tracks down citizens who use the probability conduit to commit crimes and keep the classified information about the conduit from leaking to other civilizations. Pretty cool shit. Here are two of the stories, Temple Trouble and Police Operation, in Libravox audio format. Both stories were written around 1955.
Temple Trouble - H. Beam Piper
Police Operation - H. Beam Piper
If we were talking about what would be our ultimate "dream gun", mine would be the 'neutron disruption blaster' that is carried by a lot of the folks in the series. Multiple energy settings, from a beam capable of disintegrating an armored vehicle to the 'atomic torch' mode where it can be used to braze, weld and cut shit...
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