Me, myself and I are having a guffaw over sips of double-shot espresso this morning. So smug! So comfy on my porch.
Last night in the car, after my night shift, hubby announced, “Trump is impeached.”
“Really? From where did you hear that?”
“It’s all over the news.”
So, I searched every nook and cranny corners of YouTube. We don’t have a TV. I had watched the impeachment debate, skipped a lot of ‘somber and solemn’ boring bits, ‘for they’re all the same– no proof why they are impeaching this evil orange bad man. I also want him removed if he’s done so bad for the country and its people.
I was not convinced. And I was starving from my late-night work.
But for entertainment, as my darling hubby puts it, I stuck with the news while I was eating my medium rare lamb steaks, gravy and veggies.
The vote for impeachment n the House of Congress is a sure-fire comedy show. Skip. Skip. Not that. Skip. Skip.
It caught my eye when the Mad’am woman Speaker’s claws held the overused gavel and pounded its final sound. Followed by suppressed hurrahs when the Mad’am woman signalled to her kids to shut up their shouts of exhilaration from being heard across the land of made-great USA far and wide. That night, Liberals, media and the Democrats have impeached President Trump.
My husband was telling the truth!
This brand new morning today in the The Bee news, it’s a different story. Millions of wailing, moaning and crying out to the sky in horror that these pathetic conservatives were showing and making fun of them and memeing. The cries of woes were wails of TDS worsened by drunkenness, for they had so much hangover from last night’s celebrating over their victory with impeachment– and woke up seeing that evil President tweeting again and campaigning and is still President!
Okay. I’m over my espresso now and am satisfied.
Do you enjoy espresso any time of the day?
I sure do!