The Tyrumposaurus tossed and turned in his sleep. Three Cheezbuggabuggas and a couple of Dietcokers battled valiantly in his belly. But that was only half the passed gas. Tomorrow’s big debate with the Joebiden weighed heavily on his mind. …
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 1341 & 1343
Day 1341 — “We Miss You” … and Day 1344 — “It’s Time to Resign”
It’s Time to Resign …
“My fellow respected Grandoldparty dinos, rest assured, there will be a peaceful transition.”
The Moscowmitch looked over his gathered cohorts, the Bensasse, the Randpaul and the Lindseygraham, a conservative crew that had his back …
We Miss You …
The Moscowmitch was beside himself with glee. News of the Ruthbaderginsburg’s passing had just reached his cave twenty minutes earlier and he was already planning on filling her vacancy on the Dino Supreme Court. …
The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 1334 & 1338
Day 1334 — “Changes” … and Day 1338 — “Mr. Caputo”
Mr. Caputo …
The Q-Anonymousarus dinos had gathered in the clearing for a huge rally. They were packed in like Hammerhead Sardines, cheek-to-cheek and happily yapping away about anything but social distancing and the deadly Coronavirus. …
