“Idiots! You’re all dimwitted, swamp water-sucking idiots!”
The Tyrumposaurus’ nostrils flared, fresh slime oozing from them, dripping down his chin onto the floor. It gave new consideration to social distancing …
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 1327 & 1331
Day 1327 — “Scorn for All Those Who Gave” … and Day 1331 — “In the Air All Right”
In the Air All Right …
“Why did you lie to Dino Nation and why should we trust what you have to say now?”
The question from the Mediacircustops in the front row to the Tyrumposaurus froze the other veteran Mediacircustops. Had the dino gone mad? The Bobwoodward had caught the T-Rump saying he knew how deadly …
Scorn for All Those Who Gave …
“Have you seen the boss?”
The Markmeadows surveyed the scene. There were hundreds of salivating dinos gathered around he and the Kayleighmcenany.
“No, but he should be here soon. I can’t help but notice that all the dinos are social distancing. That’s not the look we’re going for, is it?”
The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 1320 & 1324
Day 1320 — “Tunnel Vision” … and Day 1324 — “Two Votes for Me Ain’t Bad”
Two Votes for Me Ain’t Bad …
“Gidley! Any luck?”
An exasperated, red-faced Markmeadows wiped his brow. They’d lost track of the Tyrumposaurus. Again. The Hogangidley appeared from behind a bush.
“No luck. He gave us the slip.”
