Melania Mondays!

What's our nation's attractive, glamorous and popular First Lady been up to since the last exciting installment of Melania Mondays!?

Only looking stunningly good, opening the White House to tours and visiting sick children at Children's National in DC and Presbyterian in New York.

Melania isn't just the most beautiful First Lady this country's had, she's also compassionate and maternal. Think, we could have had a very different kind of woman in the White House.

The very same entity our corrupt, lying, faked up, elitist media pushed for so hard and failed so dismally at electing.

That woman lost, Melania didn't and she's busy looking good, caring for children and making America great again. Well done, Melania, keep it up!

MAGA

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Hypocritical Lying Shills

Pelosi, Schumer, faux Russia hysteria hypocrites? No, never. That's why Pelosi lied about meeting with the Russian Ambassador.

And here's Soviet agent Schumer with Vladimir Putin, getting it on with the Krispy Kremes.

Per usual, Trump's taken to Twitter to expose the lying fauxtrage hypocrisy of leading Democrats when it comes to the faked up Russian witch hunt. You can read about it here and here.

In related news, is Pelosi possessed? 

You be the judge,

LSP

Obama's Legacy

What is Barack Hussein Obama's legacy? Healthcare, debt, unemployment, transgender bathrooms, race riots? Hard to say. Maybe it's better in song.

Thanks, Infidel.

LSP

Trump Tweets

What! War with Russia's a bad thing, to make Hillary and the spirit cooking Democrats look good after their disastrous wipeout in the election?

Hunh.

LSP

Trump Trophy Room

I don't think commentary's needed except to say thank you, LL.

Happy Epiphany,

LSP

Chuck Schumer, Notorious Head Clown

Top Democrat Head Clown, Senator Chuck Shumer, appears to have threatened President Trump with the "intelligence community." Why? Because he's sticking to the desperate and flailing "Russians hacked the election" narrative. Here's the Clown in an interview with Rachel Maddow on MSNBC:

This Head Clown Doesn't Look Like Weiner. At All.

“Let me tell you: You take on the intelligence community — they have six ways from Sunday at getting back at you.”

Gurning Head Clown

To paraphrase ZeroHedge, not only are the progressive left Democrats aching to reignite the Cold War, they're also threatening our incoming President with the CIA. How very liberal.

Posturing Head Clown

Give it up, Schumer, you are nothing but a Head Clown and an elitocrat stooge for the progleft NWO.

Head Clown With Weiner

Any resemblance between Chuck "Head Clown" Schumer and Anthony Weiner is entirely coincidental.

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The MAGA Snow Globe!

Giving and receiving gifts is one of the beauties of the Christmas season, especially if the gift is a Make America Great Again (MAGA) Snow Globe, featuring our new President in full Napoleonic regalia.

Resolute

Hold the MAGA Snow Globe still and look into the resolute eyes of our new Commander. So different from the shifty glance of the last miscreant to hold office. 

Winter Wonderland

Then shake the globe and let it snow!

If you want to play your part in making America great again, get a genuine MAGA Snow Globe by emailing the Compound with your order and our hardworking team of specialists will rush one to you in the mail (price on request). Satisfaction guaranteed.

MAGA,

LSP

Hillary in the Woods. A Horror Story

“I just have a sense — ” said Ellen, putting on her gloves.

“You think so?” said Carol, adjusting her scarf.

Yes, it was hardly unlikely that Hillary would be wandering the woods, trails and leaf-blown hills of New England. Pacing the autmnal chill of Chappaqua, pondering the enormity of her defeat. Like a ghost from another time, repeating endlessly, "It was Mook, it was Podesta, it was Comey, it was Weiner! I have money, so much money, why? It was Mook, it was Podesta, it was Comey, it was Weiner!" 

Hillary, as if a lost soul, hiking the windswept trails of thwarted ambition into the cold New England fall that leads inevitably to winter and ice. That's when we saw her. Ellen had been walking her chocolate lab, Huma, in crisis over the results of the disastrous election and saying to no one but the nearby frozen stream and herself, "I see her, I see her" when she appeared. In the flesh, coming around a bend.

"Here's Hillary with her poodle and the agents," said Ellen, and then we were together, and she said, "What happened?" And Hillary replied, "I don’t know. I have no idea." Ellen couldn't help herself, "I really admire you. You look great. You’re wonderful" and stood there with arms wide open and she's not even a hugger but gave her this big hug. Ellen loved the failed Candidate's beautiful sweater. Hillary asked the dog’s name.

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She's "Huma," and then it happened. Hillary clawed at us like an enraged beast, snarling and tearing with ragged nails. It was like Salem, only worse, it was real. All too real.

In a frenzy of frustrated rage, Hillary attacked, in a shrieking frenzy, her sweater flaked with foam and dirt. We fought back as best we could, there on the lonely New England trail, until suddenly, as in a dream, the monster was gone.

"I just have a sense —" said Ellen, putting on her gloves, flexing the bloodstained but soft as silk Hermes leather. "You think so?" said Carol, adjusting her scarf. "Was it a dream, a terrible dream?" said the Chippaqua maven to the leafless trees and the wind, pausing to tug minutely on understated Chanel, "Ask Huma."

Huma, ever faithful, stood panting as leaves fell from the harsh grey sky, gore dripping from once white teeth. Teeth that had seen so many victories and lately, mind-numbing defeat. 

"Good dog," patted Ellen, "Maybe it won't come back."

"We hope so," muttered Carol, as she climbed her way up the forest path.

END

LSP