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. …

The Smockinggun …

“You said it would go away. That’s what you said.”
The T-Rump frowned at the Ronnyjackson, practically blaming him. The T-Rump’s former dino doc put on a brave face. He hadn’t said that at all. He sighed and pawed at his face. The T-Rump’s lies gave him a freaking migraine. …

“Next!” …

“I’m next,” moaned the Tyrumposaurus Jr. “I just know it. The Muellersavus is going to indict me. I can feel it.”
“Take a number, squirt,” said the Rogerstone. “It’s gonna be me. Most definitely. I’ve been much more vocal than you. I go out of my way to talk to the Mediacircustops. …

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