CSI: American Carnage (Friday, May 3, 2019)
WASHINGTON — Paula lays her hand on Donald’s head and wraps her arm under his chin, like she does during the regular POTUS Shield Meet-n-Greets. She speaks, but he cannot tell what it is she is saying. Donald says, What? What the fuck, if you’ll excuse the expression. Paula says, Yes. Yes. Donald says, They will see my wrath and they will be happy because, my wrath is beautiful and if they don’t like it, they can send in the money or they can watch the whole thing go up in beautiful flames. You know, I’m his chosen instrument. Not the fucking piccolo. Not the fucking violin. Me. Paula says, Yes. Yes. She encircles Donald’s entire head with both arms – the famous Jesus Lock. She twists. Paula says, He spoke and said that this man is my chosen instrument to carry my name before the Gentiles and their kings, and before the people of Israel. Donald says, I’m a satchel of power. I got god in a bag. God is a beautiful thing. The dirty Dems don’t get it. But look at me. I’m so clean. Think of it, after two and a half years and all that money spent – nothing. Very few people could have sustained that. I sustained it. I lived it. Paula says, We are not wrestling against flesh and blood but against principalities, wickedness and darkness, so we declare every demonic network to be scattered right now. Donald says, Yeah, get em outa here, okay? No Dems. Paula says, We declare right now that there is a hedge of protection over our president, first lady, every assignment, the purpose they carry and the mantle. Donald says, They can’t touch me. The dirty Demonic Party. Fuck them. I got the bag here, powerful, huge. Paula, twisting her arms, Donald’s head firmly in her grip, says, And like the apostle, apostle Paul, said in Galatians: I was set apart from my mother’s womb, and marked off by boundaries. For let him fulfill all the will of the lord and do the assignment God has carried him to do for your great name, for your great nation and all your people in the world. Donald says, Womb is great. Use womb. Love womb. But don’t forget the part about the contributions. They gotta send in the money. And back it up. Tell em about the wrath. Do not forget the wrath. Anybody fucks with us feels the wrath. That means they won’t fuck. We got em in a box. But we need some cash. — Friday, May 3, 2019