THE ILLUMINATI GLOBALISTS ARE TOTAL WEENIES! PART 1 (of 3)

AND they are telling this to us, tootin' in our faces! Witness the TAO of WEINERWALD!

Daisy n’ fam are in the midst of leaving our fair-now-foul NYC which has gone off it’s proverbial rocker but now that we’re gettin’ close to the good-riddance date, since there’ll be a pause in the postin’ I thought I’d leave off for now with a BANG (or BANGER as it were—UK-style—cornball, c’ain’t help it…).  So here goes a 3-part casing-stuffed Weenies-Gone-Wild story — ENJOY with spicy mustard on the side!

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LET'S NOT LET THE WEENIES HAVE THE LAST LAUGH

If we cannot "skewer" them (poke some stick-’em-good holes in their micro-aggressed thin skins), an’ boy howdy they DO deserve it, then we must suffer their perverse picnics and accept lowly status as their lunchmeat…or literally as their “forcemeat” (as in forced to be their meat… their sustenance!)

Well to Sam Hell with that so.. This is how we should all see 'em!

still from the movie "Sausage Party" (a.k.a. Illuminati Clambake..)

SO y'all, though Daisy here has nothing a'tall against good old American hot dogs, when I was a small fry if someone was being a jerk (or worse) we called them a WEENIE or a WEINER. It was NOT a compliment--but it was kinda funny (agree?).

Moreover, for some time my own crackpot mind’s been thinkin’ of all the Global Goonies as a bunch'a WEENIES anyway: hot dogs n' horn dogs n' corn dogs --some all dried up and overcooked but they still drag their doughy-assed buns to the "Sausage Party," a sort of indoor weenie roast at Ol' Mister Scratch's brazier! 
So Daisy’s gotta thesis:

These dawgs is naughty and nasty for sure, but even the most evil meat puppets are still just weenies under the skin...and roasted weenies do SNAP!  We can defeat 'em, yall, we can (snap…crackle…POP!). 

If we see them this way--as nasty (n’ funny) redhots so icky (pumped with preservatives, red dye no. 2, and ground up toenails & dobbin sphincters) that no self-respecting New Yawker would buy one'a them off a street-corner vendor, then we can "roast"em (i.e. mock them good). This makes the bigger task seem less daunting and the analogy…all the more pat…

AND THEIR IS MORE—I FULLY BELIEVE THAT THE MOVIE “SAUSAGE PARTY” is ABSOLUTELY ABOUT ILLUMINATI ORGIES. STAY WITH ME… fer a long and greasy ride!

Humor is what we need, friends, it's mightier than the sword (or "The Original Ginsu"). 

the devil dawgs we gotta deal with…

So, as I said, this cute little analogy isn’t all just silly frankfurter talk. There is SOMETHING ABOUT SAUSAGES that’s much deeper, darker, and (frankly…) downright…DEVILISH

Y'all know there was an animated movie called "Sausage Party" from whence that movie still, above. Now I didn't not see this abomination but I certainly saw images from it, before and after, and in so-doing I wondered HOW in the heck could such a self-indulgent ridiculous and ostensibly lewd thing get made--at HUGE expense no less, and WHY?  Well, as I said, THEY (those Luciferian devil-dog weenies ) are tootin' in our faces. So let's take a whiff ‘fore we clear the air...

er… no thanks…

If we use the "Sausage Party" idea as a metaphor, then running the Global Grill (Inc.) are a crazy pack of ROYAL WEENIES, self-appointed and trying to RULE THE WORLD (a WeinerWelt!) by making it "their picnic" and not ours--and doin' it mit kraut(s) on the side (Klaus and Heinz), while stewing in their salty brine (on yahts perhaps?) or sitting on their fat spongy buns leaking mustard all over the fancy meetin' halls thinking THEY should be callin' the shots while engaging in slavish weenie worship. 

Yup, let's expose them for the WEENIES they are!

And to heck with that my  fellow useless eaters.  So no, let's have a chuckle and pull up a Lazy Boy while I 'splain (in pictures!) the TAO of WEINERWALD here. (And yes folks it's a very RUDE collage of images with NASTY HOT DOG BITS from the movie which, again, I DID NOT SEE but truly folks, I DID NOT MAKE THIS STUFF UP, it was there for the takin'! (a few images I snagged from those "fans" posted after being "inspired" but this cinematic piece of dross).  So here ya go!

Now whaddaya say?  Am I onto something?  I am...I am...

(If you have been reading about WHAT the Globalist-Illuminati-Cabal-Devil-Dawgs do at their for-real parties you’ll see this CLEARLY and if not…well, y’all know I’m a Crackpot, right?)

WEENIE-R MEANINGS..

You may not git all my wacky references and that's fine as I know you'll get the jist (jizzst, ew) of what I'm gettin' at here. 

AND I'll tell ya one thing (spoiler alert!) -- “Sausage Party” (the movie) features "funny man" Seth Rogan, the feller with the cellar (LITERALLY, and in it’s a play pen and zip ties and… the man has no kiddies… DO do yer research folks!). Seth-man’s the Hollyweird "Adult Swimmer" (yup that was another one of his sicko “show-babies” ) that got Issac Kappy 86'd for not being "in the party spirit," so to speak. (Kappy indeed ended up in the meat grinder for speaking truth about all the kiddies n' pedo n' snuff stuff...). THAT part was no joke my friends.   And one of the voice actors, James Franco, seems to have a dark and… “brat-y”past too.. (Surely there is something meaty n’ juicy about at least some of the others involved…no? Leave it in the comments…)

SO….. this cinematic sausage fest was fully Seth Rogan's baby (not like the real babies n' tots locked up in his special home-playroom, no siree), and he, the Head Hotdog himself, co-produced it and even scripted a good part of it too taking a formal screenplay credit what besides. And, of course, Rogan played the starring role (roll!) as Barry. 

DAISY'S DISCLAIMER:

Cornball n' corndogs aside, any ressemblance between Hollyweird Satanists, the Illuminati, and SAUSAGE PARTY (ridiculous, right?) is PURE FICTION. 
Daisy here is a crackpot SATIRIST, nothing to see here, OKAY? (Ok).

As I said, I have not seen this celluloid CGI nightmare and have no mind to see it either but the moment I spied images from the thing and I put 2 & 2 together (unwoke math!) and I DO think I understand what's on the menu (doggies I do!). 

By the by, the producer of the film is "The Oracle's Daughter" (i.e. Larry Ellison's daughter--he being the owner/creator of the all-powerful of DARPA-daring-do "Oracle Software" that will gladly take your Data and with it do "what thou wilt" and the thou ain't us. Daughter Megan is also a proudly LGBTQ++2 spirit unicorn fartyfairydust person if that matters. (nwo ingredients…)  Who's behind stuff  might indeed matter given that films DO have agendas...ask an Oracle if ya don't believe me... 

Aye Aye Sir (aye yai yai!) I’m gonna ask..

WHO-FER? (what audience?)

Of course this is for the 20-30 somethings (Millennials, Generation Z's), these are the main "Influencers" / embracers of the CGI-AI hellscape, and (shakin' in me boots here mateys...) future parents (if they let them breed...) or rather non-parents who will impose their hot sausage (and snausage!) orgy-porgie mentality on all who cross there paths. AI in, morality out.  BUT THAT AIN'T ALL...

Obviously it 's a very raunchy movie and is supposed to be raunchy and officially "not for the kiddies" though OF COURSE we know that ALL THE KIDDIES (well, not mine at least but kiddies aplenty) saw this thing because a) it's online at the click of a mouse and b) it's frickin' animation folks and kids are drawn to animation like moths to a sweater.  If there ain't groomin' and predictive programming here ("get used to this folks, kiddies too...TAKE the sausage, BITE the sausage, ORGY-porgie") then I'll eat my  hat--or better yet, a no-longer-edible Nathan's Footlong, hold the bun.

So yes, this lil' ol' essay itself IS a roast (hot coals anyone? ) but Daisy the Kitchen Louse (not quite the fly on the wall...) see's what's going on in Weenie World and I hope you can see it too now!  This joke, as I said, ain't no joke. They are pootin' and tootin' in our faces--WITH relish.

WE MUST STOP THE WEENIES--and call them out for what they are!

So if ya haven't gotten yer fill of hearing about the dastardly and downright indecent Hot Dogs that should be in plenty o' hot water now that we can see them as the greedy gristle bags they actually are, then by all means mosey on over to Part 2 for more on the Illuminati WeinerWald.

Hot diggity dog, I c’ain't wait!
Daisy

ps BONUS material (a little BIG OL’ Easter Egg so to speak):

My focus is mainly on the SAUSAGES (the weenies who run the shoo...) but there is SO MUCH in this plastic-sealed package to unbundle here that I couldn't resist just adding a few "BONUS NOTES.."

1.  TWINK (left) is the gay character on the left.  A "Twinkie" is a pretty, young, gay man seen as just a sex object and (not to get gross) a Twinkie is a type of Weenie filled with cream (think about it) and as you see it can "cum out" (gross, I know but that's the movie folks) and as you see it HAS done so—look at Twink's "hairdo."  It's apparantly a plot point that Twink is one of the non-perishables, like he's "special" and will not be sacrificed.  I read he's literally called immortal in the film—(keeping the "best" Twinkies going?  Would the poor Cory's have something to say about this?)  And of course we know about the immortals--is it preservatives they get? Adrenochrome?  WHY does 80+ year old Fauxchee look like he's 60? 

Twink the immortal stands next to "Little Man in the Canoe" which is a lady part depicted...er, look at the image, I don't want to be too graphic.  The crossed paddles are interesting...meaningful and strategic I'm sure.  Is that where the sausage slicer goes?  That's where the CROSSED BONES of the Skull n' Bones position the knives in the little ladies who are roped in... for the ritual.  Remember that poor weenie who met his maker by going splitzville? I dunno, maybe it's not that I read TOO MUCH into this symbolism--it's that I don't read ENOUGH...

2.  GIRL COOKIES.  In the middle we have the GIRL COOKIES.  Not Girl Scout—just GIRL COOKIES. Who took a bite?  Who eats those little girls?  Are they only brown? Do they come from Haiti or Mexico or just the south side of LA?  Like Twink they are…filled. Ewww, yes I know…  Evil weenies up to no good with these young "cookies..."

3.  MR. PIZZA is a friend of (lead wiener) Barry (I'll bet he is..).  Sure we know that hot dogs n' pizza are buds, not only in Podestaland but in Hollyweird too and we DO know that Pizza Parties are held all over the world, catered internationally...   Enough sauce and cheese to go around.

In "Sausage Party" Mr. Pizza's legs were eaten by another character called "Druggie" (the one decapitated in previous image collage). Yes, limbs get lopped off by teeth, this is...er...inhuman(e) but Weenies will be Weenies.  So in the story, Mr. Pizza is thrown against the wall and is killed by a worker lady in "Shopwell." Pizza is usually sacrificed--figured into the movie budget.  While alive, pizza drips blood / red sauce (like real children?). It may be that the store where you can buy him and other "yummies" by "Shopping Well" at Shopwell is like the Hollyweird "meat market" (pedo market online…) AND, given what we know of this twisted world, Mama on the box may mean that it was likely Pizza's Mama Dearest who sold her boy to the Devil Dogs. You know it runs in families...   There is a "thing" about sacrificing the first born boy in particular… Do yer research… the Mamas & the Papas are involved (not the band but they are another SPOOKY story for another time). 

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There's a LOT on those plates to learn about… but I won't "dish" too much.  By the way, we have not yet mentioned Anthony Weiner (though there was an earlier oblique reference made to his wife who also likes the Baby Face song…) OKAY GUYS FICTION FICTION FICTION from this CRACKPOT...

A FEW CREEPY PLOT POINTS I READ ABOUT WHILE DIGGING UP IMAGES on the WWW:

One of the "Shopwell" store's employees, Darren is called "the Dark Lord" by all of the food. The food feels vulnerable as Dark Lord is known for "coming around and throwing out all the expired food, despite the food pleading and insisting that they are still good."   Sometime I hear that soon-to-expire “items” (used little boys, refurbished little girls!) are sold on Ebay and Amazon at bargain prices--that $60 K couch is now just $20 K as it's been "well used." (Look at the prices guys—if a crappy cabinet costs more than a house—it’s really a CHILD…or baby.) But yeah, discarded is a fate many of the "food items" risk facing.  Dark Lord is an EVIL SAUSAGE.

In the film the character "Honey Mustard stands up and tells the food that everything they have been led to believe about the gods and The Great Beyond is a bunch of bullshit. He says that the gods are preparing them for unspeakable horrors."   So, these BIG WEENIES tell their victims (we know this by the way) that there is no God, that Satan / Baphomet / Molloch is the "real" god, and that, of course, they'll be sacrificed...unspeakable horrors. 

So is that like not just a plot summary but HOW THE WORLD WORKS ACCORDING TO THE WEENIES?  I mean really folks...

Enough to give you indigestion.  Someone who wields something mightier than the pen (or keyboard as it were in my case) needs to go WEENIE WHACKING.  WEENIES R EVIL.