The Compound's fortunate in many ways, not least for having a sturdy wall. It's made of wood and topped off with a flexi-mesh system to keep out illegal chickens. I know, it sounds cruel, "think of the children!," but it's doing them a favor.
You see, they fly over looking for a new life, then Blue Terminator kills them, and the poor birds get breasted and turn into jalapeno poppers. Who knows, maybe America's southern border will have a wall one day too.
Then there's the statues. Do you remember them? All those Confederate statues which prevented people of color from escaping the oppression of systemic racism?
These obviously need to go and many have, leaving a gaping void in our civic landscape. This needs to be filled and quickly, but by what? The answer's clear, statues of a new hero, the Grand Commander, President Trump. In gold obviously, yes, real gold.
In other news, I was going to ride but it's raining and don't want to slip and skid in the slushy mud of the Texan tundra. So it's time to clean guns instead.
Don't forget, all four of you readers, a clean gun is a happy gun.
Cheers,
LSP
6 comments:
I would find it hard to give up the jalepeno poppers.
I'm hoping our God Given President closes the Southern border this next week and until congress writes sensible immigration law. Then we can convince the Guatemalens and Hondurans that it's only about a one minute swim to the Canadian border where they can enter from the North.
Yes, BUILD THE WALL!!
And lock her up, too.....
At least Blue Terminator provided a nice meal...
Kid, I've been fasting hard. Not easy...
Yes, Build.The. Wall.
Well said, drjim.
He did, Linda!
Several times over...
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