Monday, August 03, 2020

Midnight Meme Of The Day!

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by Noah

Now there's a Trump request I can get behind! Challenge accepted! Please allow me that fantasy.

I'll assume Donnie Psycho's statement refers to next January 20th, IF he loses. If he wins? Both he and the country will decline at an even faster rate. I wonder, though; the way things are going, what are the odds that he'd last 'till the end of a second term? Suppose he started choking on a pretzel, like Dubya. Would you save him? I know the good little Nazis in the White House would want to but is there anyone there with arms long enough to encircle that triple wide girth and perform a Heimlich maneuver? Yeesh, what kind of a person would even want to touch him? He probably already reeks like a dead animal anyway. I can't see even shaking his tiny hand for 10 X $130,000. Let him choke, sweat, sputter, turn from orange to red and drop to the floor.

So, how to drag this curse on humanity out. Regardless of when he leaves, the more important question, from an entertainment standpoint, is how he will leave. I've thought up a list of delicious removal techniques or scenarios and added a few more that I've found across social media. I've listed them in such a way that some of them even work as nice couplets. Feel free to add to the list if you have a suggestion. As for who would actually get to do the dragging, I'm sure we could set up a national lottery at a dollar a ticket and raise a bounty of millions, probably enough to cure another type of cancer.

1. By your tiny little balls.

2. Naked thru salted glass shards and rusty razor blades, with FSN stencilled on your chest.

3. By your teeth. One at a time. We'll use the laughing gas. You get none.

4. In a sack full of venomous snakes.

5. With a well-placed grappling hook.

6. Into a waiting shark tank (This has extra appeal since he has such a fear of sharks).

7. Live on pay-per-view.

8. Into a wood chipper.

9. Into a vat of lye, lowered very, very slowly.

10. Permit all of the women he's abused to go get him.

11. Chained to Bubba Wallace's Black Lives Matter racer and dragged up Pennsylvania Avenue.

12. By your thumbs ala Mussolini.

13. Saddest of all: By Secret Service or military "escort." The latter could be led, as some have suggested, by the Vindman brothers.

Anyway however it comes to pass, I want you to know I wish him well.


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2 Comments:

At 10:29 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The only way he's able to stave off weighing 400 pounds considering the way he eats is because he's snorting Adderall.

 
At 1:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The most perverse and perhaps damning aspect of the state of our democracy is that a reporter even asks this, and the media amplifies Trump being asked if he will honor the election? As if to float there is always this option; "whatcha think?"
Who's country? Who chooses the US Presidency? `Kinda like when a scoundrel-refuge like Trump calls Portland citizens terrorist who hate "OUR" country, as if it is he, who gets to decide. All subliminal lead-ins to the fascist narrative feeding this awkward animated Frankenstein monster called our press.

 

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