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And I thought- oops, someone at my door…

Oh, drat. It’s three families of migrants. Excuse me whilst I shepherd them past that sieve known as America’s undefended border with those socialist Canadians. To make the foreigners even more welcome where they’re going, I’ve provided free firearms, courtesy of the citizens of Toronto, where there appears to be an abundance.

Can someone let MTG, otherwise known as Marjorie-something-or-other, know they’re on their way? I’m pretty certain she’d want to know about this flagrant border violation. Perhaps she can tear herself away from some gun shop in Georgia long enough to make another concerned video for the ignorant masses of you-know-where.

I’ll be right back…

Dammit. There were so many vehicles filled with migrants being driven across that undefended border by Canadians that I gave up. I’m going to  swim with them across Lake Ontario. Catch ya later, gator, after I take a yuge breath.

Team Orange and transition

clown-carThe cliff is off-screen to the left.

No word yet on internment camps and a renewed HUAC, but any day now…

The Drumpster is well on his way to fucking it* up, as he has done with so many of his businesses.

I’m sorely tempted to call Trump Towering Inferno** and introduce myself as some miscellaneous foreign dick-tater who would like to offer congratulations to the Drumpster fire in the back alley.

Added bonus: The reports of scary clowns are way down now that one has been elected.

*A country, this time.

**With apologies to a movie of the same name.