As far as I’m concerned RBG’s death puts the capper on an unbelievably shitty year. 2020 can launch itself into dead outer space while simultaneously fucking itself and setting itself on fire. But the image of Mark Meadows putting on an apron before he wipes cocaine off the Resolute Desk made things seem a little better, so thanks for that, Roy.
Roy, from reading this today, I'd say that you were not in the best of moods when you wrote this. I'm just guessing here, of course, and I'm prepared to be corrected.
I like how these WH scenes seem to be getting crazier and crazier, or at least the Trump character is, so therefore you're approaching pure realism, Roy. Watching Trump relish the physical injury of a national reporter, give himself an A+ for the deaths of hundreds of thousands of Americans, accuse Biden for getting drugs shot in his ass, and so on ad nauseum, and doing it all in public no less, shows that you're definitely on the right track. But as we watch Trump expose more of his putrid, decayed id for all to see, feeding on the adulating psychosis of his infected fans, I'm afraid it may become too hard for you to keep up. I hope you're eating right and getting plenty of sleep, because the next few months are going to be a challenge.
[MEADOWS goes to the corner breakfront, pulls an apron, a bottle of Windex, and a bar mop from behind it, puts on the apron and starts cleaning off the desk.]
As far as I’m concerned RBG’s death puts the capper on an unbelievably shitty year. 2020 can launch itself into dead outer space while simultaneously fucking itself and setting itself on fire. But the image of Mark Meadows putting on an apron before he wipes cocaine off the Resolute Desk made things seem a little better, so thanks for that, Roy.
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'milk out of a crowbar'. that made ME snort!
Roy, from reading this today, I'd say that you were not in the best of moods when you wrote this. I'm just guessing here, of course, and I'm prepared to be corrected.
According to Michael Cohen, Trump’s scalp is full of scars from failed hair transplant surgery. Sort of a metaphor for his soul, eh?
So many great lines... (besides the ones Donnie snorts).
I like how these WH scenes seem to be getting crazier and crazier, or at least the Trump character is, so therefore you're approaching pure realism, Roy. Watching Trump relish the physical injury of a national reporter, give himself an A+ for the deaths of hundreds of thousands of Americans, accuse Biden for getting drugs shot in his ass, and so on ad nauseum, and doing it all in public no less, shows that you're definitely on the right track. But as we watch Trump expose more of his putrid, decayed id for all to see, feeding on the adulating psychosis of his infected fans, I'm afraid it may become too hard for you to keep up. I hope you're eating right and getting plenty of sleep, because the next few months are going to be a challenge.
[Can't remember, so frantically googles 'Heather Nauert' . Decides, "Meh". ]
As for that ending there, sorry, I don't think Meadows is up to being Iago.
[MEADOWS goes to the corner breakfront, pulls an apron, a bottle of Windex, and a bar mop from behind it, puts on the apron and starts cleaning off the desk.]
Now THAT'S what a chief of staff to Trump is for.