“Who are you texting?” the hair asked. “Shut up. Nobody,” the hat growled. “Are Twittering? I told you...

“That’s it,” the hair said. “You’re done.” “What do you mean?” the hat asked languidly. He was filthy. There...

“Perjury?!? I’d never perjure myself!” Donald yelled into his hair. “You cannot testify before Congress,...

“Coats! Comey! Sessions! They are all against me!” Donald screamed in the Oval Office. He picked up a bust of...

“COVFEFE?!?” the hair screamed incredulously, “What in the hell are you doing?” The hat looked up from the...

“IMPEACHMENT!” Donald roared, “They’ll never fucking impeach me! I won’t fucking allow it.” He lurched about...

“COMEY!” the hat screamed, “YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” His deranged laughter pealed through the staff party like a...

“First 100 Days! Woo!” the hair said in the pre-morning dark of the White House storage vault. The hat didn’t...

“What are Trump’s plans? “Who were Trump’s contacts in the Russian government?” “Who hacked Podesta?” “Deep...