Irwin Allen would be so proud. Not just a skyscraper, not just a jumbo jet, not even a cruise ship, but a whole country! Delusional Cheeto dust sprinkled, fat tub of MacDonalds, DJT has decided that he wants to present the world with the ultimate reality show, The Destroyer. He’s casting his other less than savory peeps as his henchmen/women, lowering the bar so low that ants couldn’t ski-doo under it. His sights set on really sticking it to all Americans, he aims to dismantle any semblance of normalcy that the country is (tenuously) founded on. Really pull those pillars out from under it so that the most vulnerable (aka the others) sink deep into the bottomless pit of poverty and despair. That’ll show them who’s boss!
“You’re fired! All you losers who sacrificed yourselves for your country and its principles. Call me a loser will you? I only win! The biggest rallies ever seen in the entire universe. The best votes, all legitimate and not stolen by Eloon! Watch as I destroy goodwill and legacy with my petty name calling because of my inadequacies. Like my smol pp. And Franken-mop on my fat orange watermelon of a head. I am the Grift God! All hail me.”
Captain Willard is in the boat…