‘Well, he is a sleeping son of bitch,” the hat bellowed into the speakerphone. His Donald impression was...
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‘Well, he is a sleeping son of bitch,” the hat bellowed into the speakerphone. His Donald impression was...
“HOPE!” the hat moaned, misery rampant through his stitched structure and fabric frame. He was drunk and dark...
“I want doubles,” Donald said. “Rocketman has doubles, Vlad has doubles. I want lookalikes so I can get out...
“The State of our Union is STRONG!” Donald said into his bedroom mirror. “OK,” the hat said, “but make...
And from CPRM, source of all that is good... HOUSE PAR-TAY!
And since there was some measure of confusion yesterday...
It was cold on the White House roof and Donald began to shiver. The hat jostled back and forth on his...