CORA: It's my pleasure, you pathetic collection of worn out organs.......
BQ: So you're running rampant as usual.....Arizona....Texas......Florida....
CORA: What a gift! All of those states run by brain dead Trumpanzees! What would I do without my Trumpy-Wumpy to help me......he's my BFF forever!
BQ: We suppose you've heard he's threatening states with federal funding cuts if they don't open the schools......
CORA: Damn straight he is. Trumpy and I are on the same page there......fill up those schools with loads of little potential infectees! When I get done with 'em, nobody's gonna reach higher than 6th grade......that's when I'll give the little bastards their graduation gifts......a ventilator and a death certificate!
BQ: We can't tell who's a greater threat to the country, Cora......you or Trump......
CORA: Face it, flesh-puss, Trumptard and me, we're the Dynamic Duo from hell.
BQ: This week he claimed that 99% of....uh...cases of you are harmless.
CORA: He said that? Honest? (SOUND OF HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER) Sweet Microbes, am I glad I waited to show up when he's President! He da Boss With The Hot Sauce!
BQ: There is some good news for humanity this week, by the way.....
CORA: Aw, come on.......don't rain on my parade, will ya?
BQ: The Supreme Court shot down Trump's notion that he's some sort of royal King who's above the law.....
CORA: But he is! He's my King! I worship his tiny hands, tiny mind and vast belly........I'd love to climb into his lungs,......if only I could make my way past those heavy layers of french fry grease......
BQ: In that regard, we're rooting for you. What do you think of his niece Mary Trump's upcoming book.......labeling him a psychopath.
CORA: That's you hot, breaking story? That Trumpy's nuts? Not exactly breaking news, boyo........any more scoops like that? Like Lindbergh landed, the Titanic sunk?
BQ: Cora, have you given any thought to what you'll do when Trump's finally thrown out of office?
When sanity, civility, decency, common sense, leadership and morality return to the U.S.?
CORA: Bite your tongue! That's blasphemy! Sacrilege! Make America Sicker, I say!
BQ: We've had more than enough of you today. Time to try out a new recommended product.....
CORA: Jello Pudding Pops?
BQ: Lysol spray......
CORA: Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
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