I had a dream this morning in which I was sitting in a diner near Trump Tower. I looked out the Venetian-blinded window to see a tram pull up, like the kind used to pull families to a pumpkin patch. The tram was full of white-feathered chickens. At the back was an enclosed wagon, out of which stepped a somewhat…

I hope someone remembers to Storify it.

Just remove the T.

Feelings?

Or tubgirl with the…stuff…coming out of Trump’s rictus.

I hope Stevie goes back into “You Haven’t Done Nothin’” / “He’s Misstra Know-It-All” protest song mode.

But which facial expression will they use?

Props for the DJT lip-sync.

“ActOne: The SlowCrushingWeight, of a BackhoeBucket, PressingOnYourSkull. Staywithus.”

Yay, my annual Wesley Willis nod is here!

Yay, my annual Wesley Willis nod is here!

#KAG = Kiss A Guy

Upvoted for “mind-bottling,” which I assume is a strangely apropos accidental coinage.

I miss the comfort in eatin’ shad

I did have a beer. No Allman Brothers, but threw on some battered copies of Jesus Christ Superstar and Hair as an odd double feature.

BREAKING: Trump Tars Twitter Tsar, Touts 240 Taps for Tweets

For a bit there, I was trying to figure out if this was a palindrome.

I dunno. Remember how Bush II and Obama came out after 8 years? Might’ve been too much for McCain to handle compared to his time in the Senate.

Hey! Asswipes provide a valuable service to humanity—don’t taint them by comparing them to these guys!

This is my hope, too. I think that such a comeuppance would be most appropriate, though I suspect he’s incapable of feeling remorse or humiliation.