The Tyrumposaurus squatted at the flat rock lectern, looking out at his latest audience, a few dozen Royaldutch Shellplanters in the Beaver Beltlands of Pennsappalachia. The T-Rump’s gaze passed over their slobbery mugs one at a time. He frowned. …
Author: David Belisle
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The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 935 & 939
Day 935–Old T-Rump, He Had A Scam … and … Day 939–Bye-bye, Mooch. Hello, Cooch.
Bye-bye, Mooch. Hello, Cooch …
The Trollertweety flew overhead, releasing its fury.
“Squawk! The T-Rump is mentally declining! He’s losing his step! He’s a corrosive, socially dividing cancer! Squawk!”
That damn Mooch, thought the dino, looking up from his squat …
Old T-Rump, He Had a Scam …
The following song could be heard making the rounds recently in the Trumpassic Period playgrounds near and far as dino tots sang at the top of their little lungs, heaping praise upon their great leader, the Tyrumposaurus …
The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 928 & 932
Day 928 — The Stochastic Stooge … and … Day 932 — Love, Respect and Enthusiasm
Love, Respect and Enthusiasm …
The plodding Tyrumposaurus entourage pulled up at the entrance to the Dino Sick Bay in Greaterdayton to a waiting pack of Mediacircustops. Just days before, nine dinos had been slaughtered and 27 more injured in a brutal, senseless early morning attack. …
