the Age of Bromance

“Vladimir,  do you think they’ll drop the bomb?
Vladimir,  do you think they’ll like this song? ”

“Baby Trump, we’ll brainwash them into liking you!”

“Vladimir, do you think they’ll try to break my balls?  Should I build the wall?  Should you help me to run for…president?”

Vladimir…fed up and curious how Russia could have ended up with such a idiot as their…fall guy.

Taking baby Trump into his murderous hands…Vladimir begins to sing a lullaby.

“Hush now baby, baby, don’t you cry.  Vlad is going to make all your nightmares come true.  Mother Russia will put all her fears into you!  I’m gonna keep you here under my wing.  I can’t let you shout, collusion, collusion.  But I might let you meet some prostitutes that sing!  And, Mexico, Mexico, they will pay for your wall.

Blackmail works funny this way…it won’t let anyone dirty get through.  But do not misunderstand…I know where you go…And, KGB will wait up until you get in.  Sweet dumb-ass…I will always find out where you’ve been.”


And, with the reassurance of evil…baby Trump drifted off to sleep.  Dreaming of hatred, misogyny,  misdeeds and golf balls.

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