It was a long march, but a happy march. A long line of dinos heading for the always pretty, never-less-than sun-baked beaches of the nirvana-inducing Neverglades. The trip was not only an annual pilgrimage, but a guilty privilege …
Author: David Belisle
I'm a novelist and screenwriter in search of the Great Guffaw. It's kind of like getting hit with a bucket of Gatorade. It's a good time that sticks with you.
The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 1159 & 1163
Day 1159 — “Spittin’ In The Pool” … and Day 1163 — “Ain’t No Lockdown”
Ain’t No Lockdown …
A fuming Peternavarro, the Oval Dwelling’s Wheelin’-Dealin’ Adviser stormed into the private cave for Grandoldparty faithful. The old dino’s club, where the Rondesantis of the Neverglades, the Danielpatrick from Tinstar-Texas and the Tatereeves …
Spittin’ in the Pool …
The Randpaul from Kentucky-Muckity-Muck sat in the corner of the Sin Hut private pool by himself. He was a small-framed dino suffering from ADD — Agitating Dino Disorder. Reclining in the fart-controlled swamp waters, …
The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 1152 & 1156
Day 1152 — “Free Fallin'” … Day 1156 — “Stayin’ Home”
Stayin’ Home …
It was a three-day trek that came off as more of a scamper. The Davidbelisaurus and the Mariabelisaurus scampered north from Cactazona through Keno-Reno, Utah-whut-utah, Idaholindaspud and Hannah-Montana to finally arrive home …
