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"Now, it can be told."
"What can be told?"
"Obviously, I was about to tell you."
"Then proceed, my lovely."
"He confessed to me today."
"He being, I presume, Marcel DuTramp."
"Yes, the one and only Poet Laureate
of the Long Beach Jetty."
"Well, first he told us to pronounce his name
to rhyme with the Donald, as in DuTrump.
Then he told us..."
"Not us, he told you!"
"I stand corrected. He told me to pronounce
his name exactly the way it is spelt.
"Today, he told me that Trump is not only
how it should be pronounced but that he
is more related to the Donald than to
Marcel Duchamp, the artist!"
"Holy Mona Lisa's mustache!"
"He also told me that under no circumstances,
would Donald Trump accept the Presidential
candidacy. He said that Donald told him this
and that Mr. Trump told no one else."
"Aint that a kick in the donkey's ass. Go on."
"He said that Donald became a candidate on a bet
that he could win the primaries but, in truth, he is
more performance artist than candidate."
"A shock therapy performance artist with a fecal tongue."
"Exactly. Donald described himself to Marcel as
every man's alter ego: being able to always say
exactly what is on his mind, regardless
of how offensive it is."
"Yes, everyone would love to call every idiot 'an idiot'
but protocol and human decency do not allow us to do
so because we are part of a kinder and gentler species."
"Exactly. Why would any multi-billionaire subject
himself to the heavy labor and utter ridicule and
constant road blocks of being the President
of the United States in the 21st Century?"
"Especially after Trump challenged the birthplace
of Barack Obama and that stupid claim has been
completely forgotten"
"What do you mean?"
"Pardon my metaphor but the chicken would
come home to roost because Trump's hair
and skin color and attitude make it obvious
that Mr. Trump was born somewhere other than
Planet Earth. He really doesn't look human!"
"Well...We heard it first! Trump will not accept
the nomination!"
"You mean you heard it first. I heard it second."
"Whatever."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I do not now nor have I ever believed
a single word of anything Marcel DuTrump
has to say but I definitely enjoy every word of it!"
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Footnote
The next Trump page is here.
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It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...
The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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