What the...?



Yeah, you're welcome.

David, Stunning! from the outset, I was captivated. I laughed, I cried, I threw up in my mouth a little. I ask myself, was it the dancing books? Was it the hideous blob of a .....blob of a....? You know, the thing that sang. Could it have been the mind numbing repetition? I'm not sure but I was transfixed.

"I am the yeast of thoughts and mind!"

indubitably, indeed.

It's like Trump mated with Jabba the Hut.

Except Trump doesn't read books. That's what the elites do.