President and fulltime game show host, Donald J. TRump, was spotted while not tweeting on Sunday as he prepared to award some losers in striped shirts, The President’s Cup trophy— a nasty looking gold-plated spitoon-like thing, nearly big enough to fit on TRump’s head.
I’m not always comfortable explaining how I happen upon some of the weird magazines I review, and this one is no exception. MAGA MAGAzine; I see what you did there. But this version of “MAGA” is not Donald TRump’s version; this one claims to be “MAKE AMERICA GLORIOUS ALLELUIA.” My guess was “Make America Grotesque Again.” But yeah …
Fact #1. I don’t belong here— I’m innocent. I’m only sorta kidding. Our planet Urantia is, in a peculiar sense, a prison/playpen for self-conscious monkey men. Granted, it’s a large, spectacularly beautiful and complex prison, and it would seem, a prison very poorly run, for the most part, by the most unqualified inmates; but there’s way more to it …
In the movie Pulp Fiction, Samuel L. Jackson takes a bite out of Brett’s tasty Big Kahuna burger, and washes it down with Brett’s tasty beverage. It’s just a little scary pretext for the brutal destruction that is moments away.
You may own guns and you may even own tanks; but you’re gonna have to serve somebody.
The first human beings were not Caucasians. They were not black; they were not yellow; they were not red, orange, green, or blue. They were brown.
Murderous rat and fictional television President,
Francis Underwood, exists in a world of make-believe, fake news, and lies. Or does he.