 Good morning to you all…it’s Thursday. Where, oh where has the week gone? The Wife returned to The Compound yesterday and the questioning began: “Who is in the guest room?” and “Why is there an operatic composer in our guest room?” and, of course, the capo de tutti capi question, “Is your g*dd*mned cousin behind this?” All questions were answered in turn. The Wife then went back to the guest room door and began pounding on it telling Composer Montague, “The vacation is over composer boy…out! Go stay with that bug-eyed freak Fred in his yellow submarine! I swear, you leave now, and nobody gets hurt!” I love my rural life here in Oklahoma. No, really. She then went into her bedroom and slammed the door. I occasionally get a whiff of the filterless Pall Malls that she smokes constantly. Just another day here at The Compound. I’ve been taking some guff in emails and comments from you dedicated readers of this blog over a couple of things. First, there’s a lot of comment from people who say I pick on The Trump far too much. To you Trumpies, I would respond…thpppppt. It’s all that comes through on my newsfeed overnight! Is it my fault that the rest of you have been behaving? I no longer get reports of naked women running into West Virginia convenience stores in the middle of the night and hiding from cops in a walk-in cooler. No reports of couples in Oklahoma City dry humping one another on a lawn at a busy intersection during rush hour with their clothes ON. That’s the kind of news this blog was built on dammit! No one is misbehaving, I guess. Because the only thing the newsfeed is sending are reports of The Trump’s latest nonsense. So, what’s a snarky blogger to do? Speaking of the stuff The Trump and his ship of fools are doing, did you hear that the aide that EPA chief Scott Pruitt sent out to buy him a used mattress has resigned. It’s true! Her last day if Friday. Said she is tired of being thrown under the bus by her boss and is growing weary of seeing her name in the papers. No one cares that you have a master’s degrees in finance and governance. Can you find a used mattress with very minimal stainage and doesn’t smell like The Trump farted into it all night? That’s what the world wants to know. Also resigning is a senior counsel that Pruitt brought from Oklahoma with him. Guess she can’t take the pressure of the big city anymore either. Oh, and, The Trump praised Pruitt yesterday in front of a bunch of people gathered at the WH…a sure sign Pruitt is a dead man walking! But wait, there’s more! So, special attorney and all-around blabbermouth Rudy Giuliani went on television yesterday and announced that Melania (she’s back and alive!) believes that the porn star made it all up and that her Donald (aka, The Trump) did not boff said porn star. In the meantime, said porn star is suing her old attorney for colluding (love that word) with Michael Cohen (The Trump’s former attorney, prior to all-around blabbermouth Rudy) to get her to deny the affair. Wow…someone is lying…hmmmm, I wonder who? See what I’m saying? There’s no room for guys in the middle of the street shooting guns while wearing their wife’s underwear. That gang of thugs in the WH are far superior when it comes to dramatic nonsense. But, I digress… The other thing I’m taking crap over is that I keep hinting about a new and improved CCB with lots of other product offerings like podcasts, videos, etc., but not delivering. Trust me it’s coming. I’ve recently spent a LOT of $$$ on video and sound equipment. We’re ready to roll…soon. So there, thpppt! That is all! Comments are closed.
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