“What took you so long?”
The dinosaur doctor hurried inside the Oval Dwelling and squatted across from the Tyrumposaurus.
“I came as soon as I heard. You said you thought you were coming down with something?”
Category: The T-Rump Dig
Who’ll Stop the Pain? …
“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.
(I Can’t Get No) Legal Action …
The Jerrynadler looked the dinos before him up and down, hemmed and hawed twice to air out his jowls — doctors orders — and paused for a moment. He forgot what he was going to say. …
Where Have All the Trumpers Gone? …
The two Okla-Tulsa workers went about their mundane task, taking turns with their tails, knocking down rock-by-rock the auxiliary flat rock lectern. Disgust weighed down their grunts. This was make work. The lectern had been set up for the secondary Tyrumposaurus rally point that never happened. …
Tulsa Time …
Sweat dripped profusely from the Tyrumposaurus rally campaign dino’s brow. He wiped it away, stealing a peek at the T-Rump.
“It’s not too late to cancel this thing.”
“Are you kidding me?!” roared the T-Rump. “There are millions of dinos out there. Millions! Do I have to get the Seanspicer in here to tell you that?”
Wasting My Time with You …
The Mediacircustops, the Brianstelter, beamed at his guest, the Tyrumposaurus’ senior legal dino advisor, the Jennaellis. She had that look about her that said salty, sassy and able to snap at any moment.
“Thank you for joining us, Jenna.”
“Look, Brian, you just make sure to stick to the topic we agreed to discuss.”
