Today I had to actually write my Congress people to ask they not allow our president to fire nuclear weapons at the weather. ⛈🌦🌬🌊☃️
This world is just a little too fictional for me.
The conversation I imagine happened:
"What if I press the button?" 🍊🏌️♂️
"Sir?" Idiot. "The red button? We all die."
"How do you know? Have we pressed it before?"🍊🏌️♂️
"It sets off the nuclear weapons. Global winter."
"WINTER! Well now I bigly gotta press it. Winter will make the demmycrats think I fixed the icecaps they're always whining about. Can't have global warming and winter! Ha."🍊🏌️♂️
"Mister President," vomits in mouth a little calling him that, "no. That's really... that's not..."
"I'm gonna press it."🍊🏌️♂️
"You need Congress." You need Jesus. And a psychiatrist. And to locked away.
"Damn Congress. They're gonna say no."🍊🏌️♂️
One can only hope. "We still have to ask."
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