Third Time’s a Charm …

“Hope! Hope! Where are you, my lovely Hope?”
The Tyrumposaurus was on his knees, clutching his short arms together in prayer. Three shutdowns. Oval Dwelling ineptitude not seen since the Fubar-Filibuster Period.
“Excuse me,” said the Mickmulvaney, poking his head into the Oval Dwelling. …

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