Bob

I’m just a white South African having a lovely, peaceful and safe weekend on my farm in Alabama. God is God

@jakelogan @USMCridgerunner Good morning have a great day

Good morning patriots It's a beautiful day Christ is King ✝️ Trump is president God is in charge America is back God bless you all

@BarackObama @MichelleObama

@Penny_FL13 @BarackObama @MichelleObama Yes they all knew lock them all up.

@BarackObama @MichelleObama Every damn on of them knew.

To George and Laura, Bill and Hillary — we're grateful for your friendship, counsel, and devotion to this country. And to Joe and Jill, thank you for being on this journey with us.

Se le pidió a un hombre que pintara un bote. Trajo su pintura y pinceles y comenzó a pintar el barco de un rojo brillante, como le pidió el dueño. Mientras pintaba, notó un pequeño agujero en el casco, y lo reparó tranquilamente. Cuando terminó de pintar, recibió su dinero y se fue. Al día siguiente, el dueño del barco acudió al pintor y le presentó un cheque, mucho más alto que el pago por la pintura. El pintor se sorprendió y dijo: - Ya me ha pagado por pintar el barco, señor!" - Pero esto no es por el trabajo de pintura. Es por reparar el agujero en el barco. - Ah! Pero fue un servicio tan pequeño... - ciertamente no vale la pena pagarme una cantidad tan alta por algo tan insignificante. - Mi querido amigo, no lo entiendes. Déjame decirte lo que pasó: Cuando te pedí que pintaras el barco, olvidé mencionar el agujero." Cuando el barco se secó, mis hijos tomaron el barco y se fueron a pescar. No sabían que había un agujero". Yo no estaba en casa en ese momento. Cuando regresé y noté que habían tomado el barco, estaba desesperado porque recordé que el barco tenía un agujero. Imagina mi alivio y alegría cuando los vi regresar de la pesca. Entonces, examiné el bote y descubrí que habías reparado el agujero! Ves, ahora, lo que hiciste? Salvaste la vida de mis hijos! No tengo suficiente dinero para pagar tu "pequeña" buena acción" Así que no importa quién, cuándo o cómo, continúa ayudando, sosteniendo, limpiando lágrimas, escuchando atentamente, y reparando cuidadosamente todas las "fugas" que encuentres. Nunca se sabe cuando necesitan de nosotros, o cuando Dios tiene una agradable sorpresa para que seamos útiles e importantes para alguien. A lo largo del camino, es posible que hayas reparado numerosos “agujeros de barco” sin darte cuenta de cuántas vidas has salvado.

Yes I agree with this 💯

Reporter: "Leader Thune says it's unrealistic to get the SAVE America Act passed…?" Vance: "Why don‘t we try? At least force people to vote against it... let people go on the record and actually answer to the American people." Fire John Thune!

I’d love this deal! 👊🏻😅 These foreign nationals love our country 🇺🇸 ❤️and freedoms more than the actors mentioned. I heard so many of these visitors saying how they loved our country and they didn’t see one fascist! The propaganda is alive & well in their countries too!

@InsideLucysHead Lol good one 👍 🤣🤣

An old lady used to cross the US-Mexico border every day on a 1000cc motorcycle... The guards, especially Officer Johnson, knew she was smuggling something. But, no matter what they did, they could never find it. Dogs wouldn't sniff anything, metal detectors wouldn't bleep, and disassembling the motorcycle wouldn't help. Many years later, on his last day at the job, once Johnson saw the old lady crossing, he decided to ask her. He approached and said, "I know there is something wrong, and I will do nothing. I just beg you to tell me before I retire". The old lady, with compassion, asked: "Are you seriously not going to do me anything?" He replied, "No. What are you smuggling?" "Motorcycles", she said.

Back in junior high, my buddy had a big crush on this girl and was flirting with her nonstop. One day on a band trip they stopped at a gas station and she bought him a pack of gum. He tried to pay her back with a dollar but she refused and said, “No, it’s my treat!” So he waited until she wasn’t looking and slipped the dollar into her pocket. She found it and later snuck it into his backpack. And that’s how the Great Dollar War began. For months they kept passing the same $1 bill back and forth in the most ridiculous ways. He mailed it to her house in an envelope. She folded it into a gum wrapper and offered him a piece like it was normal. He hid it in her band folder. She taped it inside his math textbook. It became their whole thing. Eventually he decided to go big. He wrote “Will you go out with me?” on the dollar, put it in a little note, and gave it to her. She read it, smiled, and said yes. Fast forward four years. They’re still together. On their anniversary, he pulls out that same worn-out dollar and writes on the bottom: “Will you marry me?” She started crying right there. They’ve now been married for 15 years and have three awesome kids. They still have that same dollar stored away in a safe place. My friend turned a $1 bill into an entire love story that’s lasted almost two decades.

My friend told me about her ten year old son who is decorating his room America themed. I said, “why does he want to do that?” She said this year he learned a lot about the founding fathers and how America came about and he’s been super patriotic as of late. I said, “aw that’s so cool. I love it.” Then the ten year old walked up with his three year old brother and he said, “look yall, I taught him the founding fathers.” He asked the three year old, to tell us who they were. And in the sweetest voice and all the confidence in the world he said, “George Washington and John Adams” (they had only worked on two lol) But yall it was the cutest thing in the world! Raise your babies to love America! It’s great!! 🇺🇸💯

@Niknakgirl23 Yes that's the way it's done.🇺🇲

When I was 10, I won a Butterball turkey. We used to go inside to make the car payment, the first Friday of every month. I saw a sign that says to drop your name in the bowl for a drawing for a free car! Or a frozen turkey! They called Mama the next week- I had won! We took off! I excitedly went in and saw the fattest, biggest frozen turkey! I couldn't even wrap my arms around it. I learned that since I was only 10, they technically could not give it to me. I came back to the car empty-handed. Mama with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth, rollers in her hair, and a black purse, stuffed with old bills and peppermint candy she collected from the bank, barely hanging on her arm stomped right into the car dealership office. I sat in the car, watching them through the windows in the spaces between the "ZERO DOWN" words painted on them. She came out grinning with that fat turkey and a cigarette hanging on between her fingers as she held on. We had turkey that Thanksgiving!

@deaflibertarian Yes send Mom in. Works every time. 🤣🤣

A man in Nebraska ordered a pizza for his grandmother in Florida after he was unable to reach her in the aftermath of Hurricane Matthew. The delivery served as a welfare check, allowing him to confirm she was safe when the pizza arrived. As he later said, “Police and fire couldn’t do it, but Papa John’s got there in 30 minutes and put the cellphone to her ear.”

You always see the wins on social media. Heres the other side. 20 inches of rain for me yesterday. 60+ mph wind gusts. A tornado close enough that I could see. Roads flooded over and washed out. Major highway shut down from flooding. Ive lost my entire crop. Everything is gone. No income from spring planting. Thousands of dollars in grow beds destroyed. Greenhouse destroyed. It'll take me 2-3 years to get back what I loss. Sometimes homesteading is unforgiving.

To the man in 2D, today you were flying from Orlando to Philly. I don’t know you, but I think you must have seen us somewhere. I was pushing a stroller, carrying a diaper bag, and also lugging an oxygen machine for my daughter. We were all smiles, heading to see her "friends" at CHOP (Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia). We boarded the plane early, got settled in our window seat, and joked with the people around us about sitting next to my yelling-but-happy baby. Then, the flight attendant came over and told me you were offering to switch seats. You were giving up your comfortable first-class seat for us. I couldn’t hold back the tears as I walked down the aisle, while my daughter Lucy giggled! She could feel the kindness too… real, pure goodness. I smiled and thanked you as we swapped seats but didn’t get the chance to thank you properly. So... thank you. Not just for the seat, but for noticing us. For seeing that maybe things aren't always easy. For choosing to show us a random act of kindness. It reminded me how much good there is in the world. I can’t wait to tell Lucy about this someday. Until then... we will pay it forward. AA 588 passenger in seat 2D, your generosity truly inspired us.” Credit: Kelsey Zwick

A comparison of Kamala Harris’ and Tulsi Gabbard’s early careers.

My daughter was the only one who got covid in 2020. End of 2020. I refused to take her to the hospital because of the way my own mother was treated and because I did not like the protocols. Instead I called the American Front Line Doctors. I had been doing research on Ivermectin and Hydroxychloroquine. Heard amazing reviews coming out of Africa. I then found out that pharmacies were being threatened and told to pull Ivermectin from the shelves. Doctors were getting their licenses revoked for prescribing it. I was able to get a script through the front line doctors and what used to be 4 dollars for a prescription, ended up being over 200 dollars. The price increased because everybody wanted what the government was forcing pharmacies to pull. Only mom and pop pharmacies still had it. We were lucky. This is what fauci, the cdc, and the who did. They should all be sitting their asses in GITMO.