Maryanne with the shaky hands
What they done to a man, those shaky hands!
— The Who
Mariann Edgar Budde is no buddy of mine, and should be no buddy of any decent God-dreading person of either sex, and there are only two.
I would be very interested to know exactly who she thinks she is, implying — in the great man’s presence, and in the presence of his beautiful family (including both Tiffany and special needs middle son Eric Jr!) — that our former and new president Donald G. Trump lacks compassion. If he’d been more than 25 percent awake when she perpetrated this monstrous behavior, chances are he’d have been terribly embarrassed, right in front of his beautiful family (including Tiffany and special needs middle son Eric Jr!).
The Lord Thy God, and Mine Too demonstrably spared Mr. Trump’s life, that he may lead our great, great nation into a golden age. Has The Lord Thy God, and Mine Too ever manifested Himself comparably to “Bishop” Budde, except, in the very early going, when He gave her pretty blue eyes?
And her message of “compassion”! How can any functioning American adult have failed to recognize that the undocumented dishwashers and gardeners and janitors of whom she’s so fond are in fact fentanyl dealers, rapists, and murderers who’d never have had a chance to slither illegally into our country in the first place if the prisons and mental institutions of their own countries didn’t have scandalously lax shore leave policies?
Are those policies suddenly Mr. Trump’s fault?
I can just hear the Woketard Singers, who apparently have been gobbling Elavil™ like Corn Nuts™ since their giggling Marxist darling Kameltoes Harris got buried in the landslide that was Mr. Trump’s victory, whining, “Well, not all undocumented brown-skinned aliens are fentanyl dealers.”
Oh, but they are. Given the price of, say, eggs, who could support a family of nine in the America Joe Biden left us (they’re prolific procreators, the illegal aliens) solely as a dishwasher, gardener, or janitor?
Condone the appalling actions of Mariann Edgar Budde and you’re booking yourself your own corner of Hell! And God bless the United States of Murka!
Hilarious John, but I'm worried if he understood what she was saying, he'd go after her.
Thank you. We need more satire in this coming Dystopie.