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This week’s twofer podcast features Day 1299 — “The Fix is In” … There’s simply no hiding the T-Rump’s confidence … and Day 1303 — “Should I Stay or Should I Go?” … With the Kamalaharris having entered the fray, the Mincepencenow and Mother do some serious soul searching. … Hearty dino tail wags to Glenn Frey and The Clash. Enjoy!
It was a tense morning in the Mincepencenow cave. Mike and Mother had slept little the previous night. The naming of the Kamalaharris as the Joebiden’s running mate in the upcoming November battle weighed heavily upon their minds. Mother looked at her husband of 35 years and steeled herself to press forward no matter what Q-Anonymousarus dino had entered the Grandoldparty swamp water circles or however many key Postalsaurae dinos were told to go home and stay in their caves until further notice.
There would be three debates between the T-Rump and the Joebiden but only one between their right-hand dinos, the Mincepencenow and the Kamalaharris.
“Only one debate, Mike. Only one.”
“You say that so easily. You don’t have to debate her. What am I going to say?”
“What you always say.”
“That I worship every square inch of the ground the T-Rump walks on?”
“It’s worked so far. Look, by the time your debate rolls around in October, there will be no Postalsaurae left. Our word-of-mouth early voting system will effectively be shut down. Couple that with the Covid virus ravaging Dino Nation and the dino tots all cave quarantined because the T-Rump purposely did nothing to try and save 165,000 dino lives. This perfect storm gets more perfect by the day. No, the Joebiden and that phoney-boney Kamalaharris will be too late with all their late game magic to try and turn this thing around. The T-Rump has laid the nation’s carcass bare and we will be there to smell, lick and devour the spoils. You can talk about the wonders of slurping that yucky pond scum Hydroxicholorquine for all I care, this is a done deal.”
“But I don’t know anything about Hydroxichloroquine.”
“Oh, that’s right. Even though you’re the lead dino on the Covid task force, you apparently can’t delegate in a debate. We’ll have to work on that one. No problem. Just start blaming the Obamarus and whatever you do, don’t stop. The Donkeykongrus have caused every problem known to the Dino Nation for the past 50 million years. You hear me?”
“Yes, mother. But …”
“But what?”
“The T-Rump is going to want me to, you know …”
“Talk about him?”
“That’s all I do. That’s all I’ve ever had to do. It’s worked so far, hasn’t it?”
“Yes, dear. But these are tough times.”
“With Covid?”
“No, the general distaste for the T-Rump. But we must keep our eye on the prizes corruption brings us and forge ahead.”
“I guess. I’ll try. I know. I’ll work through the debate issue. I can set it to music to help me focus better.”
“That’s the ticket. Let me know when you’re done.”
“Oh, I’m done right now. I stayed up all night, remember? It’s all pretty crystal clear.”
Mother, you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that I’ll be fine
You haven’t seen her tackle crime
I didn’t sign up for this show
Should I stay or should I go?
Life was a breeze, breeze, breeze
T-Rump just liked me on my knees
One day it’s Joe and then she’s back
She will expose me as a hack
Why can’t I just tell her no?
Should I stay or should I go?
Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I debate? I don’t know how.
Kamala will give me trouble
That’s why I’ll need to find a bubble
Can’t get sick so I can’t go
This near collision’s bugging me
Just thinking of her makes me pee
She already sees right through me
I’m just your wannabe vee pee
A yes man can’t say no
I know they’re gonna think I’m slow
O-o-h, n-o-o-o-o-o-o!
Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I debate? I don’t know how.
Kamala will give me trouble
That’s why I’ll need to find a bubble
Will we land out on skid row?
She has a much better bi-oh
Should I stay or should I go now?
Kamala will give me trouble
That’s why I’ll need to find a bubble
A yes man can’t say no
Should I stay or should I go?
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You can hear the musical version of today’s post and previous T-Rump Digs at my podcast site at Podbean. Two new T-Rump tracks every Saturday. Enjoy!
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This week’s double feature of T-Rump Traxx: Day 1292 — “Loathsome Loser” … The Stevencalabresi sees the light … and Day 1296 — “Like Things Go Away” … More T-Rump throw-away lines. He has a million of’em. Big dino tail wags to the Little River Band and Fleetwood Mac.
https://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-ncuig-e54c35
This week’s double dose of T-Rump features: Day 1285 — “Ride, Biden, Ride” … The T-Rump appears to be losing his foothold on Dino Nation … and Day 1289 — “Demon Semen” … There’s a new dino doc in town — the Immanuelquack. Big dino tail wags to Blues Image and Uriah Heep!
https://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-nxn75-e46bf8
This week’s double-shot of T-Rump Traxx include: Day 1278 — “Let’s Go!” … The T-Rump squats down with the Chriswallace … and Day 1282 — “Free Bird” … The Solitary Sinkhole is about to lose a famous resident. … Hearty dino tail wags to the Cars and Lynyrd Skynyrd.
https://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-ryjhg-e3bb14
This week’s double-dig into classic T-Rump Traxx include: Day 1271 — “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now” … With the lack of Oval Dwelling Coronavirus activity, the Tyrumposaurus thinks he’s in the clear … and Day 1275 — “All I Have to Do is Beans” … Good things come to those who fawn over the T-Rump. Special dino tail wags to the Starship and the Everly Brothers.
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This week’s classic T-Rump Traxx feature: Day 1264 — “It’s Swift and Sweeping” … What is a T-Rump speech without hyperbole? … and Day 1268 — “Live with It” … The Coronavirus racks Dino Nation and T-Rump’s message is: “What, me worry?” … Dino tail wags to the Doobie Brothers and Kiss.
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July kicks off with two more T-Rump Traxx! First up, Day 1257 — “T-Rump Never Knows” … It’s another harrowing peek inside the T-Rump’s noggin … and Day 1261 — “Who’ll Stop the Pain?” … The bad news continues to pile up on the Milkanhoney Preservation. Thundering dino tail wags to the Beatles and good ol’ CCR. Stay safe and mask up!
“Can the Tyrumposaurus read? Really, Kayleigh? I’m not talking context. I’m just talking about comprehending a complete sentence?”
The Kayleighmcenany tightly gripped the flat rock lectern with her short arms. She was doing her best to contain her anger at the Mediacircustops at their latest briefing. They were all slimy animals before her, every one of them, plodding this god-forsaken swampy terrain, only looking to snipe, slash and devour the dino beside them. She was too, but that was another matter. She focused her sweet-but-sinister eyes upon them.
“Listen to me, all of you. I’m only going to say this once. Yes, the T-Rump does read and he also consumes intelligence … whenever someone can get close enough to whisper in his ear. As long as they don’t say Russia. Or Moscow. Or Nyet, nyet, Soviet. No one, no one is going to tell us when we can or cannot whisper in his ear. He likes being whispered in his ear. It makes him feel important. Having said that, he is the most informed dino on the planet Earth when it comes to the threats we face. Okay, most of the threats. 99 percent of them. No Russia of course, because of that whispering-in-the-ear thing. Next question.”
The Jeremydiamond raised his short arm.
“So, just to confirm. The T-Rump didn’t get the Russodino bounty news in late February … then it actually was in his PDB — that is, Pointless Dithering Blather … but it didn’t rise to a serious enough level — even though it was classified as top-secret … and now it’s all a hoax. Did I get that right?”
“Almost. You’re forgetting the part where when we whisper the information into the T-Rump’s ear we say rutabaga instead of Russia. Rutabaga, okay? So he may be subconsciously aware of the bounty issue, that’s where I’m going to leave it. Next question.”
The Kaitlyncollins perked up.
“Does the T-Rump know that the Ghislainemaxwell has been apprehended? And if so, how worried is he? Is he running around with his skin on fire? Or is he yelling at the Williambarr? Which is it?”
“Hold it, hold it. Hold it!” It was the Johnfogerty. “Are we all forgetting that we are squatting here in the middle of the worst pandemic in a hundred years? Are we?”
The collective look on the Mediacircustops’ faces turned his way said they were certainly going to be getting to that eventually. The Johnfogerty shrugged, nodded cordially and launched into his song anyway.
He calls it just an ember
This virus burnin’ down
But cases are still soarin’
The southern folk have found
On his make-shift stages
T-Rump thinks he’s the one
And he thunders, still he blunders
Who’ll stop the pain?
Can ya find it in ya
To accept this as the norm?
Genius not so stable
We watched his power grow
Still no plans and no deals
Trapped, we rack our brains
And he thunders, still he blunders
Who’ll stop the pain?
This game that he is playin’
It’s just for his encore
He controls the weather
With his latest storm
Still his hate is pourin’
Fillin’ in our fears
And he thunders, still he blunders
Who’ll stop the pain?
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You can hear the musical version of today’s post and previous T-Rump Digs at my podcast site at Podbean. Two new T-Rump tracks every Saturday. Enjoy!
David Belisle