It was a tense morning in the Mincepencenow cave. Mike and Mother had slept little the previous night. The naming of the Kamalaharris as the Joebiden’s running mate in the upcoming November battle weighed heavily upon their minds. Mother looked at her husband of 35 years and steeled herself to press forward no matter what Q-Anonymousarus dino had entered the Grandoldparty swamp water circles or however many key Postalsaurae dinos were told to go home and stay in their caves until further notice.
There would be three debates between the T-Rump and the Joebiden but only one between their right-hand dinos, the Mincepencenow and the Kamalaharris.
“Only one debate, Mike. Only one.”
“You say that so easily. You don’t have to debate her. What am I going to say?”
“What you always say.”
“That I worship every square inch of the ground the T-Rump walks on?”
“It’s worked so far. Look, by the time your debate rolls around in October, there will be no Postalsaurae left. Our word-of-mouth early voting system will effectively be shut down. Couple that with the Covid virus ravaging Dino Nation and the dino tots all cave quarantined because the T-Rump purposely did nothing to try and save 165,000 dino lives. This perfect storm gets more perfect by the day. No, the Joebiden and that phoney-boney Kamalaharris will be too late with all their late game magic to try and turn this thing around. The T-Rump has laid the nation’s carcass bare and we will be there to smell, lick and devour the spoils. You can talk about the wonders of slurping that yucky pond scum Hydroxicholorquine for all I care, this is a done deal.”
“But I don’t know anything about Hydroxichloroquine.”
“Oh, that’s right. Even though you’re the lead dino on the Covid task force, you apparently can’t delegate in a debate. We’ll have to work on that one. No problem. Just start blaming the Obamarus and whatever you do, don’t stop. The Donkeykongrus have caused every problem known to the Dino Nation for the past 50 million years. You hear me?”
“Yes, mother. But …”
“But what?”
“The T-Rump is going to want me to, you know …”
“Talk about him?”
“That’s all I do. That’s all I’ve ever had to do. It’s worked so far, hasn’t it?”
“Yes, dear. But these are tough times.”
“With Covid?”
“No, the general distaste for the T-Rump. But we must keep our eye on the prizes corruption brings us and forge ahead.”
“I guess. I’ll try. I know. I’ll work through the debate issue. I can set it to music to help me focus better.”
“That’s the ticket. Let me know when you’re done.”
“Oh, I’m done right now. I stayed up all night, remember? It’s all pretty crystal clear.”
Mother, you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that I’ll be fine
You haven’t seen her tackle crime
I didn’t sign up for this show
Should I stay or should I go?
Life was a breeze, breeze, breeze
T-Rump just liked me on my knees
One day it’s Joe and then she’s back
She will expose me as a hack
Why can’t I just tell her no?
Should I stay or should I go?
Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I debate? I don’t know how.
Kamala will give me trouble
That’s why I’ll need to find a bubble
Can’t get sick so I can’t go
This near collision’s bugging me
Just thinking of her makes me pee
She already sees right through me
I’m just your wannabe vee pee
A yes man can’t say no
I know they’re gonna think I’m slow
O-o-h, n-o-o-o-o-o-o!
Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I debate? I don’t know how.
Kamala will give me trouble
That’s why I’ll need to find a bubble
Will we land out on skid row?
She has a much better bi-oh
Should I stay or should I go now?
Kamala will give me trouble
That’s why I’ll need to find a bubble
A yes man can’t say no
Should I stay or should I go?
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You can hear the musical version of today’s post and previous T-Rump Digs at my podcast site at Podbean. Two new T-Rump tracks every Saturday. Enjoy!
David Belisle 