Trump is dying

What makes you think that I owe you that? I’ve indulged your trolling long enough.

I just love your stories, man. Especially the celebrity ones. But they’re yours to share, or not, as you prefer.

What part of your Hijack relates to the thread? I’m curious about how you think.

I just go with the flow, dude. Happy to get back on topic!

Not to mention a half-dozen supremes.

I’m confused. Is that a picture of John Cusack with… part of an arm?

I googled “the tell tale heart” and ‘never paid me a dime” and didn’t turn up a quote.

But we don’t have enough chairs!

I may be wrong in my original exchange… But I believe it’s a play on words. 'sent’ient. And inserting ‘cent’ient’ One penny. So a dime works as well as some one says, “I didn’t even get paid a dime”. It’s word play.

… I think…

Refers to a prior post:

Cogito Ergo Sum

Somebody said Trump is dying, and I didn’t even get a tee-shirt.

If he ever dies, methinks there will be plenty of t-shirts.

Can anybody show us how to post in small caps, so we’ll be ready?

LIKE SO?

Trump’s got heaven on his mind.

From today’s press gaggle on Air Force One:

Trump: “I don’t think there’s anything that’s gonna get me in heaven. I think l’m not maybe heaven bound. I may be in heaven right now as we fly on Air Force One. I’m not sure l’m gonna be able to make heaven.”

I Love this post! In keeping with the season, may I recommend some music…?

I don’t think we’ll get a big lead up to it. I think we’re gonna all wake up one morning to the best breaking news headline ever. The question will be, “how long was he dead for?” Or maybe somehow, against all odds, we’ll get actual verifiable information.

Let’s hope we don’t get to the way all my civ games end… “Well, I’m bored. Let’s see what happens when I nuke everyone.”

Dan Savage will finally get his The Obit I Wanted on X.

I only hope he doesn’t die in Israel. The white Christian nationalists will take it as a sign and bring about the end of the world in (or as) his wake.

Whither Melania? A second bite of the apple as another billionaire’s trophy à la Jackie? Retreat to her homeland, a big fish in a small pond? Paris in the tradition of Vietnamese and Haitian dictator widows? Or maybe she’ll hang on at Mar a Lago, smothering Baron until he brains her like Susan Cabot.