Maybe our luster has been sagging at the gills like McConnell's jowls on Capitol Hills.  Speaking of robots, have you also noticed a plethora of bunnies around town? Thought I ran over one last night, but it vanished in hind sight. Maybe it hopped on a strut and got off like a Gremlin. Or went down a hole, and popped up in the Kremlin.

Speaking of rear views, has anyone seen this probe yet? I hope it's fast and bulbous running free and loose, releasing a torrent of phobia that flows like juice. Because if liberty and justice are dead, after America shit the bed, then it's time to clean the sheets or the spiders in your head.

Drill baby, drill.

Thank you. Yes it is Burly. The situation is both Knarly, Dire, and Burly. Yet it's also Sleazy, Horny, and Nasty. So I'll see you now and raise you one Vic, and doth protest it's also sick. Diseased, and likely demented. Because this shit storm is now cemented. So here's one more stanza of pure freedom rocks. You didn't find it here nor on Fox.

Steering the boat with his ass is this nutty fruit cup. He's got all your money on the up and up. With bloated white butt cheeks tweeting from a gold porcelain God, don't you think now it's all a little bit odd? There doesn't seem to be anyone at the helm, so now you're fucked and living in another realm. No need to apply sanity or reason. Whatever he says flies, fake news is treason. He steals from the poor and gives to the rich, because you can’t ever satisfy this greedy little bitch.

And that Golden Arch you worship on London Road serves as a monument to the Orange Royal Toad. For the mountain of burgers he’s packed down his colon could never outweigh an ego so swollen.