Biden's Teleprompter Resigns In Disgust
On this special day of April 1, 2022, I, his Excellency Dino Allosaurus Philosoraptor Esquire BS, hereby states to those who, when I started to display some Babylon Bees, opined that my most noble
prehistoric personage did not know hard news from satire.
Well, me dino would like them to know that I fully completely believe that teleprompters are sentient beings who do not like their genders assumed. And to that me dino would like to add~~Nyah!
prehistoric personage did not know hard news from satire.
Well, me dino would like them to know that I fully completely believe that teleprompters are sentient beings who do not like their genders assumed. And to that me dino would like to add~~Nyah!
Now the libs are having discussions about banning satire, because they dumbed people down so bad they can't tell the difference between hard news and satire.
Satire is one of the last greatest things we have to smash looters with. Please don't take it away!
While suspended, I got drafted.
When I got on the bus, a fellow conscript fearfully asked the Dothan, Alabama, draft lady, "Mrs. Kennedy, are they still taking Marines?"
To which Mrs. Kennedy replied, "Don't worry, they haven't taken Marines for a whole month."
When we got to that base in Montgomery, we heard an Army lieutenant say, "Well, it's the end of the month when we take Marines."
Me dino was one of five selected from a full Greyhound bus load. Worry wart wasn't but I bet he had a big scare.
Fortunately, the Marines only needed admin clerks and supply clerks so I did not need to go get killed for political bullSchiff.
Never got out out of the Carolinas and made corporal under meritorious conditions. Did okay but i couldn't wait to get out of bondage, though.
Two years later I'm back at Troy again wondering what the hell subjects to take. That's when Troy opened a journalism school.
Aha! I knew one thing I really liked to do was write. I was a newspaper reporter for seven years.
Then stuff happened and I had to make a career change. At least I'm retired with a pension now.
Tail of a Tiger, 1984. Some one digitized it and the quality isn't too good. But it's a cute story. If you feel like putting your tail up and watching a shorter movie.
That jarred a forgotten memory. During the Seventies a friend took me up in a more modern monoplane side-by-side two-seater and let me fly it around for a little while. I made it go left and right and up and down. Of course, I didn't land it. Throughout my 75 years, I've repeatedly heard that landing is the hardest part.
I'm glad you got to fly a little. My Dad took me up when I was 8. That's when I got bitten by the flying bug. Took me until 30 to get a license. Took me until 49 to buy my 1946 Champ.
Sorry OP not really about teleprompter and liars (Biden). But teleprompters look like a glass cockpit. But pilots and glass cockpits tell each other the truth, otherwise they crash and burn.
If only Liars would crash and burn.
Then again if he got killed, 2024 presidential candidate Cackles Clinton would say Trump's Russian collusion did it.