He Said...She Said...(He/She #47) © Now, In Taller Text

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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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