BearPaw Duck Farm is prepared for famine, and we actually sell Leather Soup. It’s flavored like shoes from 1933, and if you close your eyes while you slurp, you can taste my great grandpa walking around in them. 2020/12/08 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
I believe we are all being reduced to poverty through the devaluation of our fiat currency and the forced closures of small businesses. I also believe mass starvation is coming. Am I living in Fantasy Land? No. I’m living fantastically in The Ozarks, and I am preparing. 2020/06/122020/06/12 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
When it rains, I often think about Noah, and how he had no room for his mother-in-law onboard his ark, and this makes me sad, because she could have slept with the pigs, and he could have gouged her on the rent. 2018/05/04 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...