tosses back a pound of kratom and nods off while My Little Pony plays in the background
As my spirit glides up to the bright light, I'm interrupted by a beautiful angelic voice, "Wake up, it's time to Make America Great Again..."
It's President Trump.
He takes my hand and guides me back home.
I wake up suddenly, drenched in sweat with a pounding headache.
I pour all of my dankest kratom down the drain, I take a shower, clip my toenails, shave off my neckbeard.
I get one of those fashy haircuts and a brand new white polo shirt, buttoned all the way up.
Start juicing, lifting, and going to church. Plan to have more than 2 white children.
Thank you, Jesus Trump for delivering me from my vices.
It's time to MAGA
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