President Ronald Bump will speak on television tonight, denying the existence of air, because "Who ever saw air?" The rest of us will be out back, working on our moon tans and doing a bit of impromptu howling. Can't wait. I love howling.
I avoid politics ever since I was infested by real tics. (Can't be too careful these days.)
First & Foremost Tall Lady Melatonin Bump was lately seen doing a bit of ceremonial walking to and fro. Both to and fro alike declined any opportunity to share their thoughts, though it all seemed reminiscent of a professional figurehead warming up for the big event, so if that's a hint, then it looks like we'll be in line for a bonus anger nap later on.
Second-In-Command V.P. Dunce has been doing a bit of strutting up one side and down some other, apparently hoping to reach a perfect cadence should he ever have a chance to fill any sudden power vacuums. However, no one was paying attention, not even him. Once he stepped into that gopher hole and went down on his face, any potential crowd which might have formed to witness the grand expected event decided to stay in bed and to continue dreaming of oatmeal.
First President Forever & Emperor Of All The Eye Can See!!! Hornwald Clump, went on television again to proclaim victory over unattended sanitary landfills and unlicensed squirrels. This will help a lot, maybe even more than anyone might want it to. Or something like that. Who knows any more?
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Me? Tokking, contrarily. Feels good too.
