Day 1040 — Devilnunes Lies … and Day 1044 — Everything You Touch
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.
Everything You Touch …
Within his bloated stomach, his intestines growled angrily erupting with a long-drawn-out, guttural burp. The Tyrumposaurus had eaten a bad Cheezbuggabugga and been forced to make an emergency visit to his dino doc. …
Devilnunes Lies …
The Levparnas was in dino jail. The Solitary Sinkhole, where bad dinos whiled away the time wondering where exactly they should leave their fossil footprint in the floor. Left side? Right side? In profile, what was their best side? …
The T-Rump Dig Podcast … Days 1033 & 1037
Day 1033 — Big Stuff … and Day 1037 — Sondland Singing
Sondland Singing …
The Nancypelosi smiled fitfully in her sleep, eyes rolling behind eyelids.
She was dreaming and in her dream she found herself in her favorite place, prancing up a hill in the Salzburg-Alpine Meadowlands. She said a silent prayer, thankful for how surprisingly nimble her joints were today. …
Big Stuff …
“Are you sure you want to say that?”
The Devilnunes glared at the Gordonsondland who was sweating profusely.
The dino ambassador wiped his dripping brow. This may have merely been a dress rehearsal, a mock impeachment hearing
