Tinkle Tomb

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CrosspostI had a premonition come to me in a dream the other night. I saw a day come where I am arrested for draining my thing all up on Donald Trump’s grave.

Oy vey.

Of course, Trump sure as heck wasn’t buried in Arlington, so I didn’t have to debase myself urinating there – it’s how I realized it was a premonition and not a nightmare.

I found myself standing in the lobby of Trump Tower. There I was in a Hilton Hotels robe, pissing all over the granite floor of Trump Tomb.

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About dmusedamerica

I have done a metric ass-ton of things through my personal and professional trek across my nows and thens. I've worked in politics in more than a couple handfuls of US Senate and Congressional districts across the country. I'm a domestic wonk out the box. Through my work in the electoral mafia, I've lived many a parallel career. I tendered outright in 2006, but that's a story inside a story within a tale for none other time or other. For a lot of my years trench-side, I was fortunate to be able to work parallel in a managerial capacity for creatives. Now, I am able to have come out the closet, so to speak. I'm able to be managed instead of owning the wheel. For the first time in my life, I am blessed to let others manage my trip steps and bounds through the briar patch of publishing. Now, Steven D'Mused can harvest his own creative bounty. It's a good day. I journal here at Magnana Mouse to help my old friend John; to share my experience in and knowledge of the dark web of US political electioneering. This is a place for my activist self to write at a podium near the metaphorical ballot box. Hope I am able to add a valuable voice to Magnana Mouse. Thanks for reading and thanks for CARING to read into the truth. Let reality reign and joy flow. Get out the vote, no matter how you do it. Just do it. Fight for your right to party, my brothas and sistas. No rules in street fighting. Blood and balls. There is only winning and dying anymore. WIN.
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2 Responses to Tinkle Tomb

  1. The only mistake you made was waiting for him to die. That man would drown in urine if everyone had their chance.

  2. Deb Teleft says:

    “Of course, Trump sure as heck wasn’t buried in Arlington, so I didn’t have to debase myself urinating there – it’s how I realized it was a premonition and not a nightmare.” I swear I saw this pop up on my phone as a comment earlier.

    On Tue, Dec 20, 2016 at 10:42 PM, Magnana Mouse wrote:

    > dmusedamerica posted: ” CrosspostI had a premonition come to me in a dream > the other night. I saw a day come where I am arrested for draining my thing > all up on Donald Trump’s grave. Oy vey. Of course, Trump sure as heck > wasn’t buried in Arlington, so I didn’t have to debase” >

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