My thoughts today are with President Trump.

And despite the fact that he's an undead vampire who will reign for a thousand years of darkness,

I'm very glad he's unhurt.

Some people are claiming that the assassination attempt is some kind of false flag

to ensure the construction of the White House ballroom with a fully equipped tactical doomsday bunker

built underneath.

And my response to that is, what are you going to do?

If it's true, I can't see how you'd be surprised.

The United States, much like the Twin Towers, has been freefall for quite some time now.

And if you think you're still living in the country you were born in, then you must have been born yesterday.

It turns out that the American dream is no longer means working hard, raising a family, and mowing your lawn.

It's about enlisting in the military and earning a sufficient rank to clean insider

info on legally questionable operations and then use net info to place legally questionable bets

on legally questionable prediction markets. It may seem on the surface like that's bad for democracy,

but the point is probably moot. So go ahead and get that bag.

And anyway, who are you really hurting besides the mother ghoul who's betting money that a foreign

president won't be kidnapped?

If you didn't realize you were betting against the house on that one, then you need to

stay out of the casino.

And by casino, I mean every single

aspect of his waking nightmare we call life Alabama Slim once said that if you

can't spot the sucker in your first half hour at the table then I've already sucked

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