Today I ventured into the west side of the oval dwelling and was able to trace more of the Priebusunderbus, you guessed it, from the Trump Dump. The technology is so good these days, we can go back 70 million years to a particular day. Which enables me to recreate the last meeting between the Tyrumposaurus and the Priebusunderbus. It went something like this …
“You’re always at the door,” said the T-Rump. “I wanted to talk to you. Come on in.”
“Uh, yeah. Sure. That Scaramunchkin got the drop on me yesterday, but I’m okay. I still have my family.”
The T-Rump ignored him. He nodded to the water trickling down the dwelling’s walls. I still see leaks around here. Leaks!
“A dinosaur can only do so much.”
“How many times do I have to say it? I want to make this oval dwelling great again.”
“Of course. That’s great. Right on.”
The T-Rump yawned.
“Without you.”
The Priebusunerbus was visibly shaken, quaking the earth.
“Oh. You want me to leave? But I just got here. The family’s still at Cheesehead Formation.”
The T-Rump nodded to the leaks. The Priebusunderbus bowed his parrot-like beak.
“Okay. Right. I, I just wanted to thank you for everything. I’m still your number one dino. I’ll be off now. Any particular direction you want me to go?
“That’s a good idea.”
“Glad I could help. Er, … whatever it was I said.”
“Different direction. What do you think about the Marinegunkelly?”
“Marinegunkelly? He’ll be extinct before me. You don’t want to hit that reset button. Believe me.
“Answer the question!”
The Priebusunderbus was dying inside but he wouldn’t let the T-Rump see it.
“He’s great. Just great. Any reset button is fine. Any time. Any place. Any dinosaur.
“Are you done?”
“Yeah, sure. But before I go though, I just wanted to share my favorite moment. It was right here on the west side of the oval dwelling. The majesty of this place. The smell of your first kill, that single-billed Orderexecutivus. You did it all on your own, no help needed from the other Tyrumposaurae or Donkeycongrus. That, that was special.
The T-Rump flashed his toothy grin.
“That was a big one. A great one!”
The only one, thought the Priebusunderbus as he slowly turned and slogged away to greener flatlands.
David Belisle 