The Tymelania sipped from a quiet pond beneath the requisite Gucci-Gucci tree in the Congobongo region of Africana. This was her latest get-away from the politics of the Puhl-DePlugg Reservoir, from the shock and awe, …
“I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you, George.”
The Kellyanneconvixway blinked her bloodshot eyes.
Okay, now that we got that out of the way, tell me, how are you going to screw up my life today?”