with Waldo
Iām waiting for the credits to roll at the end of the show - all the producers, associate producers, executive producers, director, writers, editor, set designer, makeup artists, costume designer, grip, grope, and grab.
Industrial Light & Magic for the finger-lengthening.
One President, 2 contestants, one hot tubā¦
The GOP base will NOT get it ā¦ until the GOP masters āhurtā themā¦
It is coming ā
Check this out ā¦
Bingo ā Iāve heard that in countless corporate presentations. Always stirs the soul/bowels.
More like, āTwo Judges, One Cup.ā
and hefty
Iāve often dreamed of being a kind of Commissar of Culture who would rule as an enlightened despot and put an end to that kind of thing.
I have someone I want to nominate to run the Agency of Standards and Taste.
Do you mean N.I.S.T.? National institute of Standards and Taste? Itās just up 270 from the beltway, please be careful as there are hundreds of deer on the grounds. No hunting and all that jazz.
A good day ferā¦sumpthin!
@misterneutron Oh man! Thanks for the laugh. This strip used to amuse the hell out of my first wife (and me too), to the extent that āBurnt the livinā piss outta meā¦ā became something of a catch phrase. 'Course she went to Radcliffe, so what else would you expect?
Perhaps six free tumblers?
I would expect that Harley-Davidsonās customer would be big fans of Trump, but I guess that H-D management didnāt want to take their chances with a guy that will be impeached in six months, and everybody would be embarrassed of admitting being a supporter.
No way. Trumpp goes for the best. A Trumpp Corp. employee who dabbles in music will copy from some of the greatest theme songs ever.
A couple of biker forums I read were talking about an army of bikers going to Washington DC to protect The Rump inauguration from protestors. Either they never showed up, or were the only ones who did; I canāt tell from the aerial photo.
I hope the fake president ventures outside tomorrow, sees his shadow, then disappears for a very
long time.