Donald sat at the Resolute Desk in the Oval Office and looked at the hat and the hair before him. The hat sat...

“We should start destroying Subarus,” the hat said to Donald, his words slithering into Donald’s ears like a...

“Will no one rid me of this troublesome Thomas Massie?” Donald asked, brow-weary. “He’s never respected...

“I want to tweet,” Donald grumbled. “OK,” the hat said, “Call the Social Media Coordinator.” “I don’t they...

“I’m just happy to be here,” Dark MAGA hat said.  “No, get rid of it, no, no,” the hat said. “I like...

“I attack with my bow,” Donald said. “You don’t have a bow,” Elon explained again, gathering his Dungeon...

“Father! Father!” Barron cried out in his sleep from his bed in the White House Residence. “I need my...

“Jesus, so fucking much clean-up,” the hat said as he surveyed the ruins of The Oval Office. “Smells like...

“So, I do get to come to the Inauguration, right?” Elon asked. “Of course you do,” Donald said effusively....