I’m not Paul Revere. I’m definitely better looking and wouldn’t be caught dead in that silly hat. Maybe a saucepan.
But it’s time to update that famous midnight ride. The new warning isn’t about the British.
The Trump is staying. The Trump is staying.
We like to say the only one who lies more than Second String Donny is the Devil himself — and that’s probably accurate. Which makes it worth paying attention to the moments when he actually tells the truth. Like when he said he would be dictator on day one. That one turned out to be less of a joke than the audience laughed it off as.
He even has his own dialect now. Trump Talk. The cats and the dogs and the crowd sizes and the perfect phone calls.
I have written three or four pieces about the ballroom and the bunker. I probably should ride through town daily ringing this bell because as outlandish as it sounds — I believe he has no intention of leaving the White House.
And here is the thing. He keeps telling you that.
No more elections. The Insurrection Act. And then there was the Coast Guard commencement address where he casually suggested he might be back in 2032 to deliver another presidential commencement speech.
He wasn’t kidding.
The 1776 fund isn’t about his storm troopers. He doesn’t care about them. They could all be washed away in a Florida hurricane and he wouldn’t shed a tear. The fund exists to keep them ready. His patriots. His traitors. His bed partners in power and control.
And the bunker. The great bunker only Second String Donny could build. Bombproof. Bulletproof. So proof we can barely look at it without cringing. The shed covering the catacombs of power where Donny will hold court — world class hospital, no more Walter Reed for this boy, command center for the launch codes, and probably his Trump Tower penthouse relocated to sublevel eight.
I’m sure his funeral plans are already made. The ballroom probably should have been built in a pyramid shape. Though who knows what billions in redirected treasury funds can buy in terms of modern medicine. Trump 2048. Trump beyond. Brandon Fraser and Rachel Weisz are apparently doing The Mummy 4 — I’m just saying the timing is interesting.
The Trump Is Staying — The Trump Is Staying
I’m not Paul Revere. I’m definitely better looking and wouldn’t be caught dead in that silly hat. Maybe a saucepan.
But it’s time to update that famous midnight ride. The new warning isn’t about the British.
The Trump is staying. The Trump is staying.
We like to say the only one who lies more than Second String Donny is the Devil himself — and that’s probably accurate. Which makes it worth paying attention to the moments when he actually tells the truth. Like when he said he would be dictator on day one. That one turned out to be less of a joke than the audience laughed it off as.
He even has his own dialect now. Trump Talk. The cats and the dogs and the crowd sizes and the perfect phone calls.
I have written three or four pieces about the ballroom and the bunker. I probably should ride through town daily ringing this bell because as outlandish as it sounds — I believe he has no intention of leaving the White House.
And here is the thing. He keeps telling you that.
No more elections. The Insurrection Act. And then there was the Coast Guard commencement address where he casually suggested he might be back in 2032 to deliver another presidential commencement speech.
He wasn’t kidding.
The 1776 fund isn’t about his storm troopers. He doesn’t care about them. They could all be washed away in a Florida hurricane and he wouldn’t shed a tear. The fund exists to keep them ready. His patriots. His traitors. His bed partners in power and control.
And the bunker. The great bunker only Second String Donny could build. Bombproof. Bulletproof. So proof we can barely look at it without cringing. The shed covering the catacombs of power where Donny will hold court — world class hospital, no more Walter Reed for this boy, command center for the launch codes, and probably his Trump Tower penthouse relocated to sublevel eight.
I’m sure his funeral plans are already made. The ballroom probably should have been built in a pyramid shape. Though who knows what billions in redirected treasury funds can buy in terms of modern medicine. Trump 2048. Trump beyond. Brandon Fraser and Rachel Weisz are apparently doing The Mummy 4 — I’m just saying the timing is interesting.
The Trump is staying. The Trump is staying.
Don’t take my word for it.
Take his.
He keeps telling you he isn’t going anywhere.
Maybe this time you should believe what he says.
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