Yesterday was all about kiddies and chicken foetuses. And snorting mega-lines of Adderall, screamed senile fury, insulting two billion Muslims, and, generally speaking being a total dick. Probably because the prospect of a whole host of noisy little kiddies that he was forbidden to touch running around looking for chicken foetuses seemed like a threat.
Meanwhile, our limp-dicked tattooed and alcoholic Secretary of Warcrimes deliberately dissed every service member who wasn't a hard nosed Protestant bigot and racist.
Which was counterproductive, and religiously partisan, but seeing as so much of the country consists of Protestant bigots and racists, that's probably a sign of the times.
[Not a sign of the "End Times". Only morons believe that.]
Word to the wise: Don't visit The South. It's filled with Protestant bigots and racists.
Instead, if you have friends there, encourage them to move out.
There's grits and fried chicken elsewhere.
Plus pork rinds and sweet tea.
Probably not in Canada, though. They're decent people, but inexplicably they prefer whale blubber and ginger ale instead. Far less chance of diabetes and inflamed organs.
More college graduates, too.
Thanks to the United States upsetting the applecart, oil is up (yay!), stocks are sliding (yay!), all of Europe and the world hates us (yay!), and we're a laughing stock more than ever.
But we're building a brand-new ballroom. It will be a much bigger and better ballroom than that tacky old ballroom in Versailles, that will show Macron. It will be huge! Everyone says they've never seen a more glorious ballroom, with gold trim and ornamentation like you've never seen! And everyone will happily do the little shuffle with the fist pump dance!
While chanting 'drill, baby, drill'. Oh, it will be splendid!
Without a new ballroom, we're done for.
The progress of human civilization is measured in ballrooms.
The Chinese don't have a ballroom, and look at them.
The Vatican doesn't have one either.
'Murica! 'Murica!
Yay!
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