“I don’t understand why we have to say inside,” the hat whined. “Donald must be protected from re-infection,”...

  “A miraculous recovery, Mr. President, just miraculous,” Steve said, going in for a handshake. When...

  It began as an infinitesimal point of light in the perpetual gloom of the tunnels under the White...

  “Biden! It’s Biden!’ the hair sang as he rolled around the Oval Office like a manic tumbleweed. “We...

  “Look at it,” the hair whispered to the hat. “It’s just a sea of white hats all saying 'Namaste,...

  “Blagonivich?” the hair asked angrily. “Forty-seven percent job approval rate,” the hat said. “I can...

  “Check it again,” Hillary rumbled. “One hundred and nineteen,” Huma said, waving the laser thermometer...