Sometimes truth comes to us in strange ways! I have a one year old boxer type dog. She loves to drag around dead animals until they are real stinky, then she eats them. Now i like her, but i don’t let her lick me on my face.
Being a preachers kid, i felt like i had a duty to live up to the reputation. The first beer i ever drank was a Schlitz. But the one that i most identify with in my youth, was Old Milwaukee. Lived in a dry county. Friends dad would buy a large stock of Old Milwaukee beer, and take to the ranch. When my brother and i picked him up, he would alway snitch a couple of six packs of warm Old Milwaukee beer. Hey, it was beer.
Tried beer all over the world, not crazy about American beers for the most part. Getting some good ones now. I do not drink a lot of beer now, but ever now and then i will get to thinking about that Old Milwaukee Beer, and go get one.
The other day i had one. The dog had a rotting rat. The flies were coming off the dead rat and trying to climb in my beer. I had a stainless steel bowl sitting there, so i turned the bowl upside down over my can of beer. This stopped the flies getting into my beer. The flies, insisted that the wanted to share their stinking rotten dead rat they had been wallowing in, by climbing in my beer. As i was watching them climb around the outside of the bowl, i saw the reflection of the sun in the stainless bowl.
It hit me like a revelation! The light, keeps the zionist flies off of dead rats out of our drink of life when we allow it!
That way we get to enjoy our drink of life with out the dead stench of Zionist evil.
The beer was not bad either, no zionist flies in it.
John C Carleton