The deal of a lifetime
I was so distraught about the heathen destruction of the most holy and self-righteous Sen. Jason Rapert’s Ten Commandments that I took to my King James beanbag chair for several evenings to contemplate a solution.
I thought and thought until my head hurt. Finally an idea came to be: I asked myself, “What Would Donald Do?” I immediately grabbed my copy of the exalted one’s book, The Art of the Deal, and read, then re-read it.
Then after a serious conversation with Senator Rapert, I proposed my solution. He agreed and, after many phone calls, I finally found the one person with the so-called “freethinkers” with whom to talk. A mere day later I was told of the acceptance of my excellent offer.
They, the (evil, librul) “freethinkers” would build a 10-foot wall around the most self-righteous Senator Rapert’s Ten Commandments and they would pay for it.
My elation knew no bounds, so I set myself on a new, more difficult task, feeling ever stronger in my negotiating skills (thanks to The Donald, our esteemed leader). I managed to pull off the deal of a lifetime. The most righteous members of my party—the GOP (God’s Own Party)—will allow the evil Satanist folk to build their statue of Baphomet on the opposite side of the Capitol (near the dumpsters). How did I pull off this deal? Easy; Baphomet must have a face like unto Barack Obama.
What a win. I look forward to the accolades (and money) for these noteworthy accomplishments. Maybe even a paid trip to meet The Donald. Possum Poot today; Washington tomorrow! STEVE GIBSON Little Rock