That heinous mutant came out last night and said U.S. states are counting illegal votes and there is widespread voter fraud.

Agent Orange repeated his unfounded claim that political foes were trying to steal the election from him.

The only thing that is illegal is if in 74 days you do not move your fat ass fast, you will be illegally squatting in Our House.

Get the clean up crew in to fumigate and take a match to those gaudy gold drapes in the Oval Office.

I never want to hear that voice again or look at those poorly capped teeth. (I was told by one of his minions that he got a bonding dental deal for all his Satan offspring…that’s why their smiles, although infrequent, all look alike!)

This presidential election waiting game takes me back to being 16 and on pins and needles, marking time until this really cute, cool guy called to ask me to the Sophomore Hop.

A few days crawled by and every time the phone rang I jumped and made my mom answer my private Princess phone line so I could appear busy and tres cool.

He eventually called, we had a great time and I wore an amazing Lanz dress.

Relatable to this day in history, I cannot wait to party like it’s 1999 when Pennsylvania, Arizona, Georgia or Nevada declare Joe Biden the winner and United  Americans are invited to the Big Dance.

Come on, Martha and the Vandellas, sing it out…

Long suffering citizens want to be Dancing In The Streets…with our masks on and socially distanced!!