Some Thoughts on Granby and Neosho, Missouri

Alright, I’ve been here a few days and I feel like I can comment on this place. It’s literally in the middle of nowhere. It’s a bunch of small towns surrounded by farms and nature. The outside world doesn’t intrude here. These people act like it’s still the 1990s. They have no idea that a REVOLUTION is about to occur. Shit, maybe the REVOLUTION won’t even make it here. This is the DEEP interior of the cuntry, and you feel the isolation. Even more than in Illinois, because Illinois has Shitcoongo. But Missouri has nothing, just KC and St. Jewis, which are barely big cities. So, it’s like entering a time warp here, except for seeing a bunch of new pick-up trucks.

Everyone here is YUGE. They all seem like 6’5. I feel puny at 5’9. And when they’re not tall, they’re ten feet wide. I’m like a grasshopper here. There’s a whole other Jewmurica out there that never gets publicized. When you’re “average height” here, you’re the exception. And most everyone talks with a serious Southern drawl. They can tell I’m an outsider when I talk, and look at me funny. The girls are prettier here, and blonder. At least that’s my perception.

The cuntry is really pretty. Martin says Granby is ugly, but I don’t see it that way. He says east of here is nice cuntry. The cuntryside has rolling hills and winding roads. The towns are surrounded by farms, and some of the farms have cattle. You don’t see that in Illinois. There’s only one big town 10 miles away, Neosho, which has 12,000 people, and all the amenities you could need. There’s some beaners and a few niggers there, but it’s mostly whigger. Granby has 2,000 whiggers.

This place is more like Oklahoma than Missouri. The weather is crazy, it swings 30-40 degrees Fahrenheit in a day. It can be freezing at night and almost summer in the day time. You have to be tough to live out here. Martin has a half beard, and no one gives him any trouble over it. That would never happen in Illinois. Everyone would be asking why he has a half beard, LMAOOOOO. So, they’re pretty accepting, non-judgmental people.

There’s some inbreds, and the type of people you don’t see anywhere else. but everyone is really friendly. This is the only place in Jewmurica that people drive UNDER the speed limit. Everything moves pretty slow. No one’s really in a hurry. Martin said some lesbians from Colorado moved in across the street from him, but didn’t last long when they realized who was living by them. They didn’t feel welcome here. I think that was probably more of function of there being nothing really to do here, so you have to be yugely independent.

Some people have money here and some people don’t, so it’s a hodgepodge of newer fixed up homes and homes that are not being kept up. You have your occasional pack rat house, with a bunch of junk in the yard. Like everywhere, the farmers have money and brand new $40K pick-up trucks.

Neosho is like a police state. I haven’t seen too many piglice in Granby, but Neosho is crawling with pigs, local pigs and county pigs. Some Newton County Sheriff was following me in Neosho when I was about to drive back to Granby yesterday, so I pulled off the road into a park of some sort. I wasn’t going to let a pig follow me for 10 miles back to Granby. I hung out for a few minutes, and another Newton County Sheriff pig came the other way, LMAO. WTF is this shit? When I was in town the whole day yesterday, I must have seen 5-10 pig cars driving on the road at various times.

There must be a ton of Nazis out here, or at least anti-government types. That’s WAY too many pigs for such a small place. ZOG must know that this place is crawling with Nazis, so they beefed up their security forces. No way are the locals responsible for this many piglice. This is cuming directly from ZOG. They probably know what they’re dealing with out here. But no matter how many pigs they put on the streets, pigs are still outnumbered. Jewmurica in general has too many pigs. Alex Jewns was right, this cuntry is a fucking piglice state. But I’ve never see so many pigs anywhere in my life as Neosho.


Posted on 03/27/2019 by Fat Kike

Fatkike Does Granby

In case some of you don’t know, I’m staying with Martin in Granby. I decided to have a vacation after being poisoned out of my apartment by my GenX whigger landlord. That’s ZOG for you, just a bunch of idiot whiggers chasing shekels, on the backs of fellow whiggers.

I think he sprayed the apartment below me with pesticides, and then a few months later, he rehabbed the place. Whatever that stuff was, it traveled into my apartment and messed me up. I got so disoriented and coonfused, I got in my car and drove to Granby, MO for some reason. Anyway, I felt like I was dying, so I bolted as soon as it was obvious that something was seriously wrong. I think I have a lawsuit. I’ll have to coonsult with my cuntry lawyer, Martin Lindstedt. A highly credentialed individual.

BTW, I can verify 100% that Martin is some kind of Viking. There’s no jew in him whatsoever. I saw him in his underwear and he’s built like a Viking ox. I didn’t look down, so I don’t anything about that stuff, but his upper body is yuge. He has broad shoulders, which you wouldn’t expect when you see him in a shirt. Don’t ask me how I saw him naked. I wanted some coffee in the morning and he just came out of his room in his tighty whiteys. No fucking robe, no sweats, no pajamas. What was I going to do? I needed a cup of joe.

So, I haven’t had a lot of time to look into the latest movement crapola to document it. This vacation may turn into a staycation. Granby and Neosho are total shitholes, perfect for someone like me. The people are super nice here. It’s almost like the South. WTF is going on in Pissinois that whiggers act like such mother…? I’m trying to turn a new leaf and be a nicer person. I think Yahweh may be punishing me for my vitriol spewed at all the inferiors in my path….or maybe it’s the DEVIL oppressing me because I’m a prophet of the Most High? These spiritual issues are hard to sort out sometimes.

The left side of my body is still kind of numb, and I have problems walking sometimes. My breathing is still a little fucked up. I hope I recover. I was breathing in some shit for 6 months. I’m not the same loving, happy guy I was before. So, this is a status update. I’ll try to start looking into movement stuff and write some posts. Martin doesn’t seem into doing really long shows for some reason. We still have to work out the audio issues.

Last night, a mouse ran across the table while I was doing the show. And the cockaroaches are everywhere in the cumpter room. Martin needs to clean that room. I literally can’t count the number of cumputers Martin has, and they’re ALL squeaky clean, LMAO, WTF? He has a minimum of ten cumputers. Martin has strange priorities.

Posted on 03/25/2019 by Fat Kike