While making a rare campaign appearance in Iowa a few weeks ago, Caesar Disgustus was beset by a fly. There is something odd about the attraction flies have for ReSCUMlickans, the last Vice-Presidential debate immediately leaps to mind. Disgustus, harrowed by the flying insect, loudly protested his hate for flies. He should be careful flies produce maggots, and his maggots were in attendance.
It shouldn't come as any surprise; flies are attracted to shit. And there stood Donald J. tRUMP, beset and beshit.
Rumors have been circulating for years. Noel Casler, stage hand and celebrity handler who worked on the Celebrity Apprentice openly relates how tRUMP would, in a state of rage, shit himself on stage, that he wears adult diapers and has no control of his bowels.
All of this had lurked beneath the radar until recently when Adam Kinzinger, former Illinois Congressman and member of the January 6 Committee, asked on social media why no one has mentioned the stench that accompanies tRUMP's arrival. Suddenly the subject has gone 'viral' as the internet has lit up over speculations and confirmation that tRUMP does indeed smell like shit.
Suddenly, we were treated to videos of tRUMP farting, or shitting himself, in meetings with department heads and congressional leaders, the late Senator Dianne Feinstein being one soul unfortunate enough to be assigned a seat next to him; Turkish President Erdogan being another. It is no wonder that his wife won't ride in the same car with him.
Could it be that the 'orange' patina daily applied is not cosmetics at all but shit smeared upon his face? Nothing would surprise me. It explains his undying and unyielding support among his maggots who feed off such substance. This is what happens when one snorkels in the septic tank. In any case, one cannot fool a fly, drawn inexorably to shit as a filing to a magnet; you cannot fool a maggot either.
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