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Tuesday, January 17, 2017

The Siege of Los Angeles

We are now days away from the crowning of Orange Hair. Until then his tweets flow while he sits on the Great Porcelain Throne awaiting his coronation. Nimble are his fingers that twitter in anticipation as he thinks of tweets to degrade, to humiliate, and defame his growing enemy ready to fight the obnoxious beast of Hell, Orange Hair..

Born a deformed dwarf, his parents crafted him in business attire even as an infant with an orange helmet that he must wear at all times so that people won't stare at his small pudgy hands and feet, or his porcine belly. And worse of all his deformities, a head with a sack of skin under his chin that could hold a basket of fish if he were a pelican. But sadly Orange Hair, the deformed dwarf, was no pelican--just extremely ugly. 

This is our enemy, a hideous creature with a bad-ass attitude, caused by children throwing fish for him to catch in his mouth and pocket in the chin sack. He was made even meaner by the taunts in the shower room of having no dick to speak of, being hidden in a nest of wiry pubic hair longer than the dick. Masturbating was rubbing himself on the carpet along with the family dog's ass.

But we cannot show mercy to this imposter of a President. We must push ahead with our devices and drone darts for there is no mercy even for a hideously deformed dwarf who wants to enslave and torture mankind. The time is near and each person now must decide which side they will take in keeping Los Angeles and America--A Free Nation.

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