Donald Trump (Ahem) This Man Is ‘Teflon!’ (On Steroids) Rest My Case. Case Rested! Good Luck, Lib-Tards! (I Do Hope Y’all Are Intelligent Enough To Realize That This is “Some-What Rather Tongue-N-Cheek–But, Only–‘Some-What’–‘Rather’)

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‘THIS COULD BACKFIRE’: Democrat voters rip Trump Indictment. “Back-Fire?!

You G’Damn Bet-Cha!

LMFAO!

The Greatest Reality Show On Earth

(Resurrected Old Post–Found Below)

I just might vote TRUMP.

Why not?

(And what’s wrong with Big Hair anyhow?! Even I, your humble servant, used to have Big Hair–Then I learned to read.)

I mean, honestly, The Prez really don’t have power anymore, c’mon People!

Sampson hair notwithstanding. Don’t believe me? Ask Obama. Or…

Take a look at the Nineteen-Nineties. Clinton, try as he might, had no way to stifle the dot.com prosperity, precarious precipice that it was. (Not that he would have wanted to, but…hey! Outta his control)

Wally-World, et al, took that bull (my pun) by the horns and killed the messenger. (Oh! And the simple fact that the 1920’s had no intrinsic value, historically squeaking, that is.) And the other simple fact that all good deeds go punish’d. And the other simple fact that America, MY America always… well, never mind.

‘Nother case in point: LBJ.

He dreamed of the ‘Great Society’ almost made it, save for that little problem in Southeast Asia. (He coulda been a contender, instead of a bum)

(Brando Warning Here!)

Nuff said: We have now come to the era of “Not-So-Great-Presidents.”

They mean nothing, vis-à-vis, The World Order.

They have been reduced to fodder.

Fodder for CNN, Fox, SNL, and The ‘Honey Grove Senile Citizen’ (my hometown rag)

So…

Why not Trump? I mean, with no mean meaning, why not? He will entertain. He will give CNN, Fox, et al, something to pontificate over (“Never end a sentence with a preposition Lance”—sorry—my bad)

I love The Donald: he has made an uninteresting (for news junkies) year…

Funny.

And I do love funny.

Merry Christmas and see you at the voting booth (I will be that embarrassing uncle in the back with a scotch in his hand and a Marlboro in his lips—pontificating about ‘LBJ’, The Great Society, and wearing the Nixon-Now-More-Than-Ever…T-Shirt.

And saying, ad nausea: “I told you so…”

Shamelessly, I just finished re-reading “Grapes of Wrath” or… in other words: I am with Bernie Sanders on this Deal Folks.

And never forget this:

Or this, regarding ‘Third-Party-Politics” (for those of you astute in The American Political Prophesy):

And, Yes, Virginia: Trump, er…Perot… is a “Ring-Tail-Tooter.”

Me No Alamo.

The Two Are Inter-Change-Able.

Hahahaha!

-Lancer

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  3. Good to see you writing again, Lance! How have you been?
    Shit – just noticed you have posted 65 times since I have been on here – I guess you have been writing 🙂 Happy New Year!!

  5. Out of an abundance of love for my sweet wife, I leave the bathroom exhaust fan running after my morning Trump. Whatever else might be said about the guy, he’s a corny fucker sometimes.

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