by Noah Sunday Thoughts: So, have you been sending your thoughts and prayers to the White House? I have, especially the thoughts part. If only they hadn't tested, then they wouldn't have it. But, they did. It is what it is. It's a sad thing to die from a hoax, but look at it this way: If you die from a hoax, have you really died? I don't want Trump to die just yet. If it was only up to me, I would have him live a long miserable swill-encrusted life in a gulag of my design. I'd send him Obama postcards every day. I'd also send him giant pictures of AOC and have her speeches piped into his dungeon 24 hours a day. Ilhan Omar and the rest of the squad, too! And, how about having Obama record in a whispering tone and have that piped in as well. Just his voice, recognizable but softly whispering "Barack Hussein Obama" and "Fuck you, Donald." Over and Over again. And Hillary Clinton's laughter. Nothing else, just that cackling laughter of hers. His head would have to be shaved, of course. But, alas! This is all out of my control. One day, like a miracle Trump will disappear, but let him receive the karmic payback of pain to match all of the pain he has caused. That will take a long, long time. Just let him receive it all in jail. My jail. Meanwhile, he's in Walter Reed getting an experimental antibody drug. How's he gonna feel if those antibodies came from the blood of a Hispanic Black woman. Don't die, Donald. Amen.
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