Floyd Carter

72 yrs. old married 42 years , 82nd Airborne. Don’t need or looking for another Woman. Photos are mine

[General Mike Flynn @GenFlynn]

What she said! ⬇️
@realDonaldTrump

[Lara Logan @laralogan]

Will say a prayer for him and for you and your family. Thank you. My husband served many years.

[GRANDPA’s FREE ADVICE @GOP_is_Gutless]

A woman awakes during the night to find that her husband is not in bed. She puts on her robe and goes downstairs to look for him. She finds him sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of coffee in front of him. He appears to be in deep thought, just staring at the wall. She watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a sip of his coffee. ☕️

'What's the matter, dear' she whispers as she steps into the room, 'Why are you down here at this time of night?

The husband looks up from his coffee, 'It's the 20th Anniversary of the day we met'.

She can't believe he has remembered and starts to tear up.

The husband continues, 'Do you remember 20 years ago when we started dating, I was 18 and you were only 16,' he says solemnly.

Once again, the wife is touched to tears. 'Yes, I do' she replies.

The husband pauses The words were not coming easily. 'Do you remember when your father caught us in the back seat of my car'

'Yes, I remember' said the wife, lowering herself into the chair beside him.

The husband continued. 'Do you remember when he shoved the shotgun in my face and said, "Either you marry my daughter or I will send you to prison for 20 years'

'I remember that, too' she replied softly.

He wiped another tear from his cheek and said "I would have gotten out today."

[Mike Bales 🫡🇺🇸 @MikeBales]

Why We Need the Marines

The Department of the Navy is now assigning females to quarters in a separate, private, and off-limits area on all aircraft carriers.

Addressing all boat personnel at Pearl Harbor, CINCPAC advised, “The female sleeping quarters will be out-of-bounds for all males. Anybody caught breaking this rule will be fined $50 the first time.”

He continued, “Anybody caught breaking this rule the second time will be fined $150. Being caught a third time will cost you a fine of $500. Are there any questions?”

A Marine Gunnery Sergeant from the security detail assigned to the ship stood up in the crowd and inquired, “How much for a season pass?”

[@amuse @amuse]

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[Tony Seruga @TonySeruga]

Oh, look at this walking, talking betrayal in a white cassock: Pope Leo XIV, a.k.a. Robert Francis Prevost — the globalist’s hand-picked Midwest accountant cosplaying as the Vicar of Christ.

Congrats, Bobby. You crawled out of Chicago, spent your life as an Augustinian missionary in Peru pretending to care about the poor, and somehow landed the big chair by promising the Davos crowd you’d keep the rainbow-flag interfaith grift alive. First American pope? More like the first pope who treats the Vatican like a UN diversity seminar with better real estate. You didn’t get elected by the Holy Spirit; you got installed by the same people who think “tolerance” means letting everyone pray except the people who built the damn place.

And then you actually did it. You carved out a Muslim prayer room inside the Vatican Apostolic Library. A carpet, some qibla stickers, and boom — the home of every single manuscript that preserved Western civilization now has a designated corner for the ummah to bow toward Mecca. On papal turf. While Christians are getting slaughtered in half the countries these scholars come from. That’s not “dialogue,” you spineless wonder. That’s surrender with extra incense.

That’s turning the throne of St. Peter into a participation trophy for every ideology that wants Christianity dead.

Your church spent half a million on a solid-gold Fisherman’s Ring so people can kiss your glorified class ring, but you’re perfectly fine letting strangers roll out prayer rugs five feet from the archives that survived Attila the Hun. Priceless, indeed. The Church spent centuries fighting off Islamic conquest at Lepanto and Vienna, and you just handed them a quiet room and a polite “no shoes, please.” Bold move for a guy whose entire brand is “humble servant.” Humble enough to let Islam set up shop, apparently. Not humble enough to ditch the $3,000 silk stole and the red mozzetta cape, though — gotta look fabulous while you sell out.

You’re not a pope. You’re a corporate consultant in religious drag. A globalist hall monitor who thinks the greatest threat to humanity isn’t the erosion of the faith that built the West — it’s mean tweets and Latin Mass attendees. Keep clutching your pearls and your interfaith talking points while the actual faithful watch their ancestral Church get turned into a theme park for every religion except the one that actually owns it.

Robert Prevost, you didn’t just fail upward.

You turned the Chair of Peter into a participation award for the people who want it empty.

And history’s going to remember you exactly as you are: the fake pope who gave Islam a prayer rug and Christianity the middle finger. 🖕

[Pastor Steve Cioccolanti @PastorSteve]

Here’s the original post created by @NickAdamsinUSA

1) Proper context: Trump didn’t make it.

2) Proper interpretation: the meme creator said it means Trump is healing a Christian nation.

3) Would there be less outrage if Trump was presented as a Hindu Brahmin or Buddhist monk or Muslim imam instead? Of course it’d be ridiculous. He’s a pro-Christian leader. Dress him up like a Christian disciple.

4) Look at the date.

5) It only took 2 months for the snowflakes to notice and go into meltdown.

6) For whatever reason, Trump has done more to expose the heart conditions of men than any person since Jesus Christ. If you meet Jesus, you had to take sides. Crucify Him or die for Him. It’s hard to be indifferent about Jesus.

Trump makes the hysterical crowd shout, “Crucify him! Crucify him!” I know many will be glad when he is gone. It’s sick. The day will come, and we will see public euphoria as demonic as the day Jesus died. And they will be disappointed to find out God was not cheering with the mad masses.

7) Trump’s existence and the reactions he evokes helps illustrate Bible truths I could not imagine before. This is better than Mel Gibson’s depiction in The Passion of the Christ.

8) This too shall pass. God will prevail. Americans, stop being emotional. The battle for freedom of speech/ conscience/ religion/ travel/ trade needs stalwart troopers, not fair weather friends.

[Eric Schwalm @Schwalm5132]

The "bunker trap" lesson was quickly circulated throughout the community following this event.

RIP Brother

[Eric Schwalm @Schwalm5132]

The difference between the Trump Administration and the Obama Administration is now abundantly clear.

When Americans are in trouble Trump will move heaven and earth.

Obama/Hillary didn't lift a finger. They abandoned our men and women serving in Libya.

Which America do you want to be a part of?

[Old Salty Marine @BamaSaltyMarine]

Ma and Pa were two old hillbillies living out on a farm in the hills.

One day, Pa discovered that the hole under the outhouse was full. Not sure what to do, he went inside and told Ma about the problem.

"Well, why don't you ask the young'un down the road?"

Ma suggested. "He's a college gradjyate, he must know what to do."

So, Pa drove down to the neighbor's house and asked, "Mr. College Gradjyate, my outhouse hole's full, and I don't know what to do to empty it."

Yeah, it’s cool right.

The young man replied, "Get yourself two sticks of dynamite-one with a short fuse and one with a long fuse.

Place them under the outhouse and light them both at the same time.

The first one will shoot the outhouse up in the air, and while it's in the air, the second one will go off, spreading the mess all over your land.

The outhouse will then come back down right on top of the empty hole.

Pa thanked the young man and headed to the hardware store, where he bought two sticks of dynamite one with a short fuse and one with a long fuse.

He returned home, placed the dynamite under the outhouse, and lit the fuses.

Then, he ran behind a nearby tree to take cover.

Just then, Ma came running out of the house and into the outhouse.

The first stick of dynamite went off, sending the outhouse flying into the air. BOOM!

The second stick went off, and poop sprayed across the entire farm.

WHAM! The outhouse came crashing back down, landing squarely on the hole.

Pa rushed to the outhouse, threw open the door, and asked, "Ma, are you all right?"

As she pulled up her panties, Ma replied, "Yeah, but I sure am glad I didn't fart in the kitchen!"

[Rocky🇺🇸🪖🤠😎✝️ @RockyAtotheK]

Oh, wow this is absolutely beautiful.
Praise God.
🙏🙏🙏

[Chad Prather @WatchChad]

WOW! A drone show put on by a church in Manvel, Texas depicts our Savior Jesus on the cross.

One of the coolest things I’ve ever seen. Tomorrow, HE IS RISEN.

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

A hippie backpacker from the Swiss Alps was tramping across a farmers field when it got dark. He asked the farmer if he could spend the night. The farmer agreed but said he would have to sleep in bed with his 18 year old daughter. The farmer told him, "If I catch you molesting my daughter I'll shoot you!" That night the hippie and the farmers daughter got it on and had a great time. The farmer could hear the goings on from the next room. In the morning he opened the door and asked the hippie, "Did you have sex with my daughter?" The hippie was a Jesus freak so he decided to be honest: "Yes, I did. Please forgive me." The farmer took the hippie out back of the house and pointed a shotgun at him. "Ya got any last words, bub?" he asked. The Swiss hippie said, "Yodelayheehoo!" Then the farmer shot him. When the Sheriff arrived, he asked the farmer why he shot the man just for having sex with his daughter. The farmer replied, "Well, I didn't really have a problem with him screwing Bonnie. I was just gonna scare him a little, but when he said, 'Yer 'ol lady too!' that's when I blew his head off."

[Old Salty Marine @BamaSaltyMarine]

Three women die together in a traffic accident and go to heaven...

When Saint Peter arrived, he told them: "There is only one rule in heaven... 'Do not step on the ants' So they enter heaven, and of course! the place is full of ants.

It's almost impossible not to step on the ants, even though they do everything possible to avoid them.

The first woman
accidentally stepped on one. And here comes Saint Peter with the ugliest man the poor woman had ever seen.

Saint Peter chains them together and says: Your punishment for stepping on the ants will be to spend eternity chained to this ugly man!

The next day, the second woman accidentally steps on an ant. Saint Peter notices and comes running, bringing with him another terribly ugly man. He chains them together and gives them the same speech he gave the first woman.

The third woman observed all this, and not wanting to be chained to an ugly man for all eternity, she became very careful about where she stepped. Somehow, she managed to go months and months without stepping on a single ant.

But one day Saint Peter arrives with the most beautiful man she has ever seen... Tall, handsome, with big eyes and long eyelashes, with a slim and muscular body.

Saint Peter chains them together without saying a word...

The woman, still in amazement, says:
I wonder what I've done to deserve being chained to someone like you for all eternity...!

The boy says: I don't know about you... but I stepped on a damn ant!

[Old Salty Marine @BamaSaltyMarine]

Woman comes home and tells her husband, "Remember those headaches I've been having all these years? Well, they're gone."

"No more headaches?" The husband asks, "What happened?"

His wife replies, "Margie referred me to a hypnotist. He told me to stand in front of a mirror, stare at myself and repeat 'I do not have a headache; I do not have a headache, I do not have a headache.' It worked. The headaches are all gone."

His wife then says, "You know, you haven't been exactly a ball of fire in the bedroom these last few years. Why don't you go see the hypnotist and see if he can do anything for that?"

The husband agrees to try it.

Following his appointment, the husband comes home, rips off his clothes, picks up his wife and carries her into the bedroom. He puts her on the bed and says, "Don't move, I'll be right back."

He goes into the bathroom and comes back a few minutes later and jumps into bed and makes passionate love to his wife like never before.

His wife says, "Damn! That was wonderful!"

The husband says, "Don't move! I will be right back." He goes back into the bathroom, comes back and round two was even better than the first time.

The wife sits up and her head is spinning.

Her husband again says, "Don't move, I'll be right back." With that, he goes back in the bathroom.

This time, his wife quietly follows him and there, in the bathroom, she sees him standing at the mirror and saying, She's not my wife.
She's not my wife, She's not my wife.

His funeral service will be held on Saturday

[سيف الدرعي| Saif alderei @saif_aldareei]

Barack Obama bears primary responsibility for today’s Middle East crisis.
Had he not shipped billions of dollars in cash to Iran, they wouldn’t have had the funds to build their nuclear, missile, and drone programs — nor to arm Hamas, Hezbollah, and the Houthis.
And by enthusiastically backing the “Arab Spring,” he helped tear apart once-stable nations and turn them into chaos and failed states.”

[Mike Bales 🫡🇺🇸 @MikeBales]

A police officer, though scheduled for all-night duty at the station, was relieved of duty early and arrived home four hours ahead of schedule, at 2 AM.

Not wanting to wake his wife, he undressed in the dark, crept into the bedroom, and started to climb into bed.

She sleepily sat up and said, "Tommy, dearest, would you go down to the all-night drug store on the next block and get me some aspirin? I've got a splitting headache."

"Certainly, honey," he said. Feeling his way across the room, he got dressed and walked over to the drug store. As he arrived, the pharmacist looked up in surprise.

"Say," said the druggist, "aren't you Officer Fenwick of the 8th District?"

"Yes, I am," said the officer. "Well then, what in the world are you doing in the Fire Chief's uniform?"

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

An elderly couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the other if there is sex after death.
Their biggest fear was that there was no "after life" at all.

After a long life together, Frank was the first to die. True to his word, he made the first contact: "Kris, Kris, can you hear
me?

"Is that you, Frank?

"Yes, I've come back like we agreed.

"That's wonderful! What's it like?

"Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it's off to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the
warm sun andthen have sex a couple of more times. Then I have lunch (and Kris, you'd be proud -- lots of greens). Another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex the rest of the afternoon. After supper,it's back to the golf course again. Then
it's more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and then the next day it starts all over again.

"Oh, Frank! Are you in Heaven?

"No -- I'm a rabbit somewhere in Arizona."

[RedAlways @PATRIOT2117]

Upon hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent’s house to visit her 95 year-old grandmother and comfort her. When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, “He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning.” Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that 2 people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble. “Oh no, my dear,” replied granny. “Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong.” She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, “He’d still be alive if the ice cream truck hadn’t come along.”