Showing posts with label Hoover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hoover. Show all posts

Sunday, November 24, 2013

with my eyes I spy.


While there is much in the works.  This is a quick public P.S.A.

With the rather highly anticipated Troutman, North Carolina Auction looming in this week.  It's imperative that people beware of what just could be at that sale.  Aside of the conduit of traders, buyers and sellers, there could also be a array of wanted merchandise.  

Such as KC.  Who changed hands and was found consigned at New Holland Sales Stables.

Sadly, it seems as if everyone has amnesia, and just cannot remember who, how, or where the horse went.  Some seem to think he shipped, I beg to differ.  A horse like this is worth more money alive then dead.   From a traders perspective.  That horse has the potential to be high dollars on four legs, don't kid yourself people the meat prices aren't paying what everyone else would like you to think.

If anyone is to be attending this lovely event.

Keep a eye out for this horse, the owner would like KC back home.


There seems to be a guilty conscious out there in the cesspool.  

No worries, we won't say your name out loud.  

Just yet.



Thursday, October 17, 2013

Lie with dogs, you are bound to get fleas.


Seems to be some disgruntled individuals in broker land.
(thanks for the screen shots my friend.)

what's this we have here?  It wasn't very long ago, there was a association between the two.  I mean weren't you just at Bruce's lot not too long ago?  (remember there was no mark up.cough. cough. bullshit.)



Well, I don't see any blood.  Dirty  trailer, which is nothing new, it's Moore's trailer.  Has anyone really looked at his pit he calls his holding facility.  Oh wait, that's a large word, one of which he would never use.  His barn.  That's better, small words work, not the big ones.  Just want to make sure that everyone can clearly read what is being typed.  Fancy five dollar words.  




Yes, we can say hypocrite.  We can also say swindler, malingerer, and pharisee.  
Remember that saying, pot meet kettle, kettle meet pot.


It's interesting, because wasn't it Sunscrew that gave her the start in the business?  Of course the Shit Shack is the organization that made the blue print on how to be horse dealer in rescue clothing.  We can see that the birds are still roosting together.

Listen ladies, put whatever spin you want on things, community effort, rescue, saving slaughter bound horses, brokers, and whatever colorful play on words to get those dollars.  At the end of the day you are nothing more than a common flagitious dealer.  You are no better, than the scalpers, the traders, the buyers, and the suckers they bid up,  the low level dealers hustling their stock, at the end of the day the almighty dollar is what drives all parties involved.  


It truly is all about the horses.

Well, the dealing part anyway.



Stay Sharp, Bitches.






Wednesday, April 24, 2013

The Truck is Coming!

Since the truck is coming, we thought over here in Tornado Land that some pictures that would help you in the quest to determine just what truck is right for you.  
Cheers. 

The Moore Fleet.  






The Rotz Fleet.





(just a partial side note, this is a small sampling of what is to come.  choose wisely, as we know that not all paths lead to that yellow brick road.)