I keep having this amazing dream:
I am going about my daily life when all of a sudden my phone starts going crazy with numerous text almost at the same time. When I look at the first one it's from a former colleague and it reads, "Trump collapses in the White House; DOA to Bethesda Naval Hospital."
My mood? Euphoria! A weight has been lifted off of me.
(Yes; I know Vance is smarter and just as evil and Project 2025 isn't stopping. But the spell is broken and after a life time of never being held accountable for abhorrent behavior, the vain, fat orange tub of shit is finally sitting in judgement.)
To dream the impossible dream!
PS: SORRY ABOUT MY NUMEROUS TEXTOS!
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